There was no prize. You win bag fat stomach. The best eating contest I was ever in was a jalopeno eating contest. I didnt really want to enter as im not real up on that shit but the bartender talked me and my friend into for lack of particiaption. I think there were 6 of us. I ate 4, the winner ate something like 60! Of course he was mexican. The funny part was we were hammered flat via strong margaritas and my friend wanted another pak of smokes. The bartender told him there was a machine across the street. A very busy 4 lane street! Poor Jeff stumbled half way across and fell down, his glasses went flying, and hit the ground pretty hard. He finally gets across street and makes it back, all fucked up looking, fucked up clothes, bent glasses etc. And was going off. He was mad because there was no cigarette machine across the street. We laughed our asses off, he couldnt handle and left. You just had to have been there!