You do realize that as you read this know there are teens and adults alike purchasing packs of wieners and buns, then rushing home to determine his or her consumption limit in 12 minutes.

Perhaps the worst part of Chestnut’s triumph is that spectators at Coney Island actually exited with some sort of national air of superiority because the winner, who hails from San Jose, Calif., defeated the seemingly unbeatable competitor from the far away land.

“U-S-A. U-S-A. U-S-A.”

Um, people. This wasn’t the United States hockey team shocking the sports-watching world by defeating the Soviet Union in the 1980 Winter Olympics.

It’s hot dog consumption, nothing more or less, and it shouldn’t be televised nationally.

Then again, neither should poker and we are fed far too much of that.

Sports Editor Mike Beas can be reached at mike.beas@heraldbulletin.com.