Golem used to go around telling people of his thread count in real life.
He'd bump into someone at the bar, spill their drink and they'd start arguing.
"I'm going to knock your teeth into next week."
"Hold on pal, you don't want to mess with me, do you know who I am?"
*whips out his phone and shows the thread count*
"Hold on pal, I didn't know you brought weapons. I just wanted to fight, I didn't come here to die."
The guy's girlfriend would then swoon over him while the guy bought him some drinks and went home early alone.
After Prep usurped him, second best wasn't cutting it. Unless you mean in the kicking-the-chair-out-from-under-you competition.