You gotta have a good bit of faith to stay put during your son’s Tuesday night baseball game (as in all of its innings, in the cold) when you know that the American Idol finals are being televised at that very moment.
You have to trust that your friend across town is going to TiVo tonight’s show because doesn’t her son play baseball also? Does he play tonight? You can only hope.
And in any case, it is far more noble—of course—to stay put for your son’s baseball game. Is such a game distraction-free for the Mama? Of course it isn’t, but I stayed put.
When I got home I phoned my friend madly madly to see if she’d TiVo-ed AI tonight. Turns out…she had. “Grab your keys and head on over!” she said. The price of admission? My Godiva chocolate.
Here, then, is the second—and probably last—installment of my AI opinion (Season 7). I was indeed rooting for the rocker but I am pretty sure he lost. How could he not lose? Archuleta rocked more than he did.
Isn’t it ironic.
The boxing metaphor was predictable and very corny—the sort of glitzy TV nonsense that you put up with to get to the good stuff. I did wonder by the end of the show if someone—someone at the top, perhaps—hadn’t paid Simon Cowell to incorporate the boxing theme in his critiques. His smirky “What we have witnessed is a knock-out” at the end just didn’t sound like him.
But what do I know? I’m a newbie to this show’s arena. (I know what I like, though, and that’s the point of shows like this.)
Ultimately, I felt quite bad for David C…not that he needs my sympathy. He took some chances tonight —God bless him, he always does—but they did not pan out. As one reviewer said,
“Archuleta absolutely picked better songs than Cook and performed them with great emotion. They may not be better songs to launch a career with, but they certainly were better songs to wow 30 million people watching at home with.”
No matter. Cook already has the songs to launch a career with; in fact, four of them are on my iPod. He’ll do just fine with or without the title…
…but he’ll do even better without that hair.
Ad Jesum per Mariam,
*Updated to Add: Who’d of thought?!! Were you as surprised and delighted as we were?