Again with the two-hour show. This has got to end. Not that I don’t love the show and enjoy the mocking of it, but two whole hours is a long time to drag the gong show on. Tonight, my thoughts were a bit rambling. So, to get right to it, I’m going to blog about the top 20 moments of tonight’s episode. In no particular order other than roughly chronological, here we go:
- I’m sort of enjoying the twist of having three boys at a time living in the house with DeAnna. It creates some good tension, I think. What I don’t really care for is the frat/pool house where the other cats live and sleep in bunk beds. Can you imagine the smell of that place after, oh, a night or so? Yikes. Although the ‘Walk of Shame’ trail to get to said house is somewhat redeeming.
- What is with the lack of creative date boxes? Hello? A group date with a magician, an evening flying a kite on the beach, and an afternoon at Dodger Stadium and all they could come up with was a recycled index card holder grabbed from the clearance aisle at WalMart? Weak, Chris-Bot, weak. If you’ve read my past blogs, you’d understand why the Date Box is such an issue with me
- Sean, the martial artiste (yes, that is misspelled on purpose). Sweating like a porn star and wearing a suit that is vaguely reminiscent of Michael Keaton as Beetlejuice is not going to score points with me. It will, however, garner a rose from DeAnna. The piano playing while he was trying to talk was great – that cat has got one short fuse, it does not take too much to rattle his nerves.
- Jason is winning me over. He looks a bit like Enrique Iglesias, he loves his 3-year-old, and he seems to be communicating well with DeAnna, although I’m having a hard time reading her feelings for him.
- The lame guys on this show. Example one: the weak 'magic tricks' they do for DeAnna on the first group date at Magic Castle. Sean cracks his knuckles, Ryan is a dork, Twilley puts on a fifty-act play and simultaneously tries out, and is rejected, for Last Comic Standing, and Richard (although he is still one of my faves) makes his second best flower for DeAnna. Note to Richard: if a girl asks you if you've ever done something for/with another girl before, the answer is always the same - No.
- I’m not sure where to begin with Ryan. First of all, I’d like to say that I’m not a big fan. I honestly don’t care if he’s saving himself for marriage or not. I truthfully think it’s great that he’s doing that. I also didn’t really enjoy how they played the over-the-top music when he was chatting about sex with the guys, like he was about to reveal that he donated a kidney to his brother to save his life, but instead told the guys he was saving himself for marriage. Frankly, I think his virginity is the least of his concerns, if it even is one. But he’s an odd duck: he smiles at inappropriate times and licks his lips inappropriately. Also, he doesn’t cuss. Why do people use the word cuss? The word ‘swear’ is not, in and of itself, a swear word. He could have said ‘I don’t swear’. Also, I enjoy how he says he puts football last in his priorities. I have a feeling that it’s actually the NFL deciding that priority for you pal.
- Can we talk about Graham for a moment? I liked their one-on-one date a lot. An evening at the beach, flying a kite in the sunset, snuggling on the beach in front of a fire, perched on a rock watching the waves come in. A deep conversation about love. All very nice. And then, her overreaction about him having only one close relationship in the past. That could mean a couple of things: he’s been with a LOT of women…or…she’s likes him too much and is looking for a reason to put up a wall. I like Graham. I think DeAnna likes Graham. But the fact that, when she was giving him the whole spiel and then forked over the rose to him, he didn't look her in the eye, not once, raised a flag for me. The body language was quite distressing, in fact. Head lowered, arm covering his mouth, no eye contact. Interesting. Although he did get the first kiss.
- Why couldn’t there have been a stuffed rabbit in a hat for the Magic Castle Group Date Box? Seriously, Chris-Bot, that’s an easy one.
- I hope I never have a ‘case of the Twillies’. Any guy that uses his own nickname in a sentence like that is a no in my books. Also, any guy who loiters around in the dark after you’re coming back from another date is also a no. And yet, Twilley gets himself a rose.
- Seriously, Chris-Bot, how hard would it have been to pull together some peanuts and cracker jack, maybe some fake baseball tickets, a baseball glove, anything. I mean really, an afternoon at Dodger Stadium would be the Easiest.Date.Box.Ever. I’m just sayin’.
- I didn’t know Tommy Lasorda was still alive. And doling out relationship advice. At the start of the second group date, Mr. Lasorda gives the boys a pep talk, baseball style: ‘You Gots Ta Believe in Yourselves!’
- Although the afternoon at Dodger stadium could have been the best date ever, this was a train wreck, start to finish. Examples two though a million of how lame the guys are this show: when Chris was singing the national anthem, I thought birds might drop dead from the sky. The home-run derby, when a total of 7 guys hit a total of 11 ‘home runs’. I put home runs in quotes there because a home run was actually any ball that made it to the outfield without hitting the ground first. All I could think about during the home-run derby was what our old friend B-Dub (that’s Brad Womack, for the uneducated) would be doing at this point: laughing his ass off. Which brings me to my next point:
- I miss B-Dub. Don’t you think he would have stepped up to the plate and went 10 for 10 on those home runs? And I’m talking the ‘real’ home runs. Sigh.
- Back to the lameness of the Dodger Stadium date. After the home run derby, they served up hot dogs…and wine. Not beer, wine. I have had a hot dog with a glass of red wine, my friends, and trust me, they do not pair well. Also, Eric plays too much of the Greek card. He’s slipping from top-dog status very quickly. Example: Eric says “My brother’s like my best friend. He’s Greek as well’. Really? Wow, Eric, I wouldn’t have guessed that. And the marriage advice from Tommy Lasorda: You Gots Ta Go By Intuition. You Gots Ta Have a Vision. I later learned that Tommy has been married for 57 years, so I Gots Ta Respect That, I guess.
- I know I’m going on a lot about the Dodgers Date, but seriously: The Jumbotron showing Jeremy and DeAnna having their private conversation and her giving him a rose. The final surprise for the boys, which was not, as they were hoping, front row tickets to an actual game, but fireworks, which they pretended to love. I’ve never known a guy that couldn’t live without fireworks, but who knows, there are some dudes who dig them, I guess.
- The push up competition before the Rose Ceremony. Good grief. If a bunch of dudes did this for me, I wonder how I would feel. Embarassed, most likely. But Jesse wins, hands down, which could have been due to his lower center of gravity. Jesse is slowly winning me over, but I’m hoping that he gets a haircut. Please, Jesse, please.
- Ron is a bit like the dad of the show. He’s so serious and it’s like he’s counseling the younger guys.
- I can’t decide if I like Jeremy or not. Granted, he’s lost both of his parents. But he did come off as a bit of a jerk when he welcomed the other guys to ‘his house’. And then stole DeAnna away during the pre-Rose Ceremony. Both actions were uncalled for.
- The three who didn’t get a rose last night were Chris, Eric and Ryan. Poor Chris, he played baseball back in the day, but it was singing that killed him, I think. Eric played the Greek Card way too much, so he was doomed. I also liked how Eric said he was hurt mentally and psychologically…is there a difference? And Ryan. Ryan, Ryan, Ryan. He doesn’t understand – he was voted friendliest person in Grade 8! How could DeAnna not like him?
- Finally, I’m worried about DeAnna. After her breakdown at the end of this Rose Ceremony, I wonder how she’ll withstand the pressure of upcoming Rose Ceremonies.
So, that’s that. I’m really hoping that next week is only a one-hour show. The preview looks good: Graham can dance like a cowboy (seriously, this looks good), DeAnna’s a wimp, Jason reveals his secret son, and the boys make an appearance on the set of Ellen. Pass me some champagne, B-Dub. And a hot dog.










































