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Mr. Broadway is named John Jay Man

On April 28, the John Jay Chapter of the National Honor Society hosted the much awaited annual John Jay Man. The tickets sold out the day of the show, and previous John Jay Men from years before even came to watch and, in one case, perform.

The show began with a hilarious introduction from the show’s hosts: Matt T. and Alex M. Then, it was the opening dance. Involving twerking, classic dance moves, and specific dances catered towards each John Jay man, the show was off to a great start. After that, it was time for each John Jay Man to show his personality and convince the judges that he should win. Each John Jay Man sauntered across the stage, first in his character wear, and then in formal wear, escorted by other members of NHS. This miniature fashion show was then followed by the sketches, which were designed to allow the John Jay Men to portray their personalities in more depth. Acts ranged from the education of the crowd on types of girls and their dateability to dancing and singing.

Eventually, after intermission, the John Jay Men were narrowed down to five: Mr. Lady’s Man, Mr. Broadway, Mr. Nice Guy, Mr. Athletic, and Mr. Patriot. They then were asked to argue to the crowd as to why the crowd should date them. Their ranks were then reduced even more until only the final three were left: Mr. Nice Guy, Mr. Athletic, and Mr. Broadway. After going through another round of improv question answering, the winner was declared: Mr. Broadway.

All proceeds from the show went to a charity of the club’s choice.

By Amy Z.

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