The long, slow walk to elimination The person I was most excited to see entering this season of Survivor was Malcolm, one of my favorite-ever contestants and one of the only "favorites" that I would deem a "favorite." Plus the fact that he looks like this doesn't hurt either. So imagine my surprise when I realized six or seven episodes in that the Survivor I most enjoy is not studly Malcolm but Cochran, everyone's favorite nerdy cartoon character. Cochran was a little over-the-top the last time out,
Nothing says "road race" like an Olympic gymnast and swimmer, amirite? As is often the case with Hell's Kitchen, last week's "cliffhanger" ending turned out to be a dud of a starter. When we last left our favorite potty-mouthed celebrity chef, he had just eliminated Christian and then held Jeremy aside for....FOR WHAT? Was he going to eliminate him, too? Send him to the women's team? Fire Jean-Phillippe and make him the new maitre-d? Or say two words about how he has to be "more vocal"?
Sorry, Bates and Anthony. Looks like you've got some competition. By Kerri Fleming This year has been a fabulous one for charming local bushmen in some of our favorite TV shows. First, the favorites' tribe won, by virtue of a reward challenge, the presence of Tata, perhaps the greatest character that show has seen all season. Did he teach them to cook rice in a bamboo shoot? Yes. Did he rebuild their shelter? Of course. Did he hit on every woman within a 20-mile radius? You bet.
Florida Gulf Coast was the breakout star of the weekend, alley-ooping its way on to the national stage to capture everyone’s attention. You probably watched the Eagles crash the round of 16 like everyone else. Well, there were 63 other teams playing last weekend, too. La Salle broke through as well. Bluebloods such as Duke and Michigan State were big winners as well. So the next round will have something for everyone. Now the Eagles, and the rest of the country, get to take a
They're young, they're strong, they're studly. THEY CAN'T LOSE With Shamar and the losing fans and Brandon's mental breakdown eating up most of the airtime for Survivor this year, I forgot how unlikable a few of the favorites really are. And by "a few," I actually mean "Corinne." I kind of forgot she existed before this season began but after refreshing my memory, I remembered that she's actually the worst person in the world. Thankfully, we all got that refresher this episode - who needs Shamar
So I get a lot of bizarre emails in the course of a week pitching stories I'm not interested in writing because I don't think you'll be interested in reading. Most get deleted. But this one had to be shared: Matt, Patriots nation was left stunned last week when fan favorite Wes Welker went to Denver. There has been an enormous amount of debate on sports shows and amongst New Englanders wondering why Welker went to an archrival. Dr. Ryan Welter, founder of New England
If you happen to be planning on taking part in a reality show in the next few months, I have to ask that you please just watch out for yourself. Between Survivor, The Amazing Race, and Hell's Kitchen, we've seen a ripped cornea, a torn Achilles tendon, a twisted and/or sprained and/or broken ankle and enough psychological breakdowns to keep an entire team of mental health specialists fed and sheltered. Things went downhill quickly for the folks in Hell's Kitchen. First, there was Jeremy, who Gordon
David's Achilles heel turned out to be his team's Achilles heel. Much of the drama of the Amazing Race was taken away this week, since viewers knew from the get-go who was going home. David and Connor had had a fine run - including two first-place finishes - in the two legs since David tore his Achilles tendon, but they were only going to dodge the inevitable for so long. During the most recent rest, David learned from his orthopedic surgeon that he should go under
Hold me back, Jeff. Hold me back! Going into this week's episode of Survivor, we were promised (ad nauseum) something SHOCKING. Something HISTORIC. And to be fair to the overhype machine that is reality TV marketing, the commercials lived up to the expectations. Ladies and gentlemen, this week, we paid witness to the physical, mental and social dominance of Phillip Sheppard. I know, I know. It's like you don't even know what to believe anymore. Up is down. Black is white. Cochran is burly. WHAT IS THIS
It's like Christmas has arrived a few months ahead of schedule, only instead of Santa dropping presents down the chimney on Labor Day, Gordon Ramsay is dropping f-bombs through our TV in March. Is there anything more delightfully campy than Hell's Kitchen? Every time I feel snooty about the fact that I don't watch something like The Bachelor or Splash or that I do watch something like Breaking Bad, I just have to note that I devoted two hours of my night tonight being reminded