Sorry Kevin Hart, 500 trillion dollars and being best friends with the Rock isn’t enough to get you on stage. I guess I admire his moxy though, if you’re already on the field might as well try to shimmy into the trophy presentation. You would think he could just crawl under everyone legs and get up on the stage no problem, but he tried the good old fashioned “don’t you know who I am” route and was flat out DENIED. Ya win some, ya lose some, I guess. I’m sure he’ll make up for it by banging 9,000 strippers tonight. Ah, the great balance of life.