Mr. Olympia Jay Cutler Denied Entry to Gold’s Venice

Jay Cutler Denied Admission to Gold’s

It was the Monday following the Fit Expo and I was excited to get back in the gym after my extended business trip to the East Coast. I was on the phone with Blockhead at around 10am walking towards the front entrance when I saw Jay Cutler himself, surrounded by MPD guy Mark ‘Flex’ Anthony and a third nuthugger.

We all wound up at the front desk together. I swiped my keychain card and was beeped in but Jay and his wolf pack seemed a bit confused about how to navigate their group entrance. Finally Jay just decided to walk past the front desk attendant.

“Excuse me, sir. I need to see your membership card,” bellowed the front desk attendant.

Our four-time, slightly downsized Olympia champ turned a slight shade of red and muttered something about being Mr. Olympia.

“Don’t let this guy in,” I jokingly said. “He’s a troublemaker.”

“I’m sorry sir. I still need you to check in,” she said.

An embarrassed an exasperated Jay pointed up at his poster on the far wall and said to her, “That’s my picture on the wall over there. Isn’t that good enough for you?”

Realizing Jay wasn’t quite famous enough in the bodybuilding universe to merit recognition by the front desk of the Mecca of Bodybuilding, I decided to help Jay out by DHVing him and asking the MPD guy to snap a photo of Jay Cutler and I.

Immediately after Jay was seen in the company of Special Ed, he was granted admission through the pearly gates of Gold’s Venice.

I didn’t even get so much as a ‘Thank You!’

In any event, your welcome, Mr. Cutler. And don’t feel too bad. I’m sure that happens to Michael Jordan and Peyton Manning all the time!