The last tournament I was at instead of having a rules meeting they had a prayer circle instead everyone held hands and a dude stood in the middle and prayed.
Bringing Jiu Jitsu to Tennesse is about as exciting as bringing an Arby's to Alaska.
To be fair, Arby's is pretty damn good! And yea, that "black belt" sounds like he was sippin' on his own koolaid a little bit too much. Props to you guys for hanging in there in a tournament that was apparently not operated in a professional manner.