What's a nice guy like Ryan Hoag doing making a second appearance on a reality dating show?
A few years ago he vied for the affections of one of those ABC bachelorettes. Last week the Minneapolis Roosevelt High School dean was bounced off the icky "Bachelor Pad." The non-drinking former NFL and CFL pro football player who's saving himself for marriage is apparently irresistible to reality show casting agents. Hoag was mainly drawn into the "Bachelor Pad" by the money. "While I am disappointed I didn't win the $250,000 or get to donate some of that to Upstream Arts or get publicity for it, it was an experience that 10 years from now," Hoag said, "I'll be, 'It was silly. I'm glad I did it. I was single, I could do things like that.'"
My startribune.com/video of Hoag was shot in his compact Minneapolis bachelor pad amusingly equipped with two TVs about 10 paces apart. He may have less time for TV if there's a response to this, from the Twitter account of @ryanscotthoag: "@lolojones rumor has it we would make a good couple #tebowaintgotnothinonme."
Q Why did you keep going on these unrealistic TV dating shows?
A Clearly I'm a glutton for punishment. I told myself I was done with reality TV. The opportunity was presented to me right before they were casting the show. Would this be something you'd be interested in and I said, "To be honest I'm not." But the more I got to talk to them not only did I realize there was a game show aspect to it with a $250,000 cash prize but they were going to allow me to use [it] as a platform for something near and dear to my heart, Upstream Arts, which is a nonprofit at the Pillsbury House in Minneapolis. We do arts education promoting social skills for students and adults with disabilities. I've been a part of it for the last three years. They told me I could promote that on the show and if I won the cash prize I could donate part of the winnings to Upstream Arts.
That in and of itself was reason enough to go on "Bachelor Pad."
Q What stupid things did they have you doing on "Bachelor Pad"? I ask because you know I couldn't watch it.
A You're a smart woman for not subjecting yourself, and I apologize to anyone, any of "my fans" out there who had to sit through it. Thank goodness I didn't last very long, once again. We did rhythmic gymnastics where we had to wear a onesie spandex leotard. I actually have it if you'd like to see it because I don't know if I'm going to prance around in it anymore. Then we did this physical challenge called falling out of love. Then the normal day-to-day debauchery. The pool parties. The cocktail parties. The rose ceremonies.