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American Midol: Hollywood Dawgs Playing Poker

Is anyone else flummoxed by the Celebrity Poker Showdown thang?

I've been surfing past this peculiar programming for a while now, each time lingering longer than the last.*

This fine, freckled hottie grew up to sport quite the poker face!
Tonight they finally got me – with a close-up of Jason Bateman. Suddenly, all those years between 1984's It's Your Move and this very moment came flooding back.

I always liked you better than Ricky, I hear myself channel to this full-grown boy-hunk. Why HAVEN'T I been watching Arrested Development? What's WRONG with me??? Why, why WHY?

Then, like a cool, sweet Texas Hold'em deal, I surrender to the felt.

First, it's the banter.

I hear words like "flop" and phrases like "stone cold bluff" and educational inserts like "Did you know a pair of queens is called a Siegfried and Roy?" and I'm like, "No, I did NOT know that. Thanks!"

Then come the mathematical complexities.

"He's 79% to win from here…" – and the percentage changes with each suspense-laden flip, and I have NO idea from where these figures are hailing, or what kinds of computer systems they're accessing to determine such rapid-fire analyses.

Next, there's the whole premise.

Is it a sport? A reality show? A card game?

A bunch of happy gambling addicts, hiding behind their favorite charities.
We've got commentators – EXPERT poker commentator Phil Gordon and the underappreciated whizbanger Dave Foley – and a live audience. The players look like total cheese balls if they're too ham-handed, and total yutzes if they're too into the game. A tricky pickle, indeed!

And let's not forget those inimitable celebrities!

Some bear names you'd expect to see ante-ing up (Matthew Perry, James Woods, Ben Affleck, Wanda Sykes). Others leave you confounded for life. (Star Jones? Really?)

So why are millions of people tuning into this show?

  • Is it to quench our celebrity thirst?

  • Might we subconsciously revere this "competitive sport" because we can all play it while sitting on our bulbous haunches, munching salty, oily, crunchy delights?

  • Or are we merely sad sacks, open to any and all existential ballyhoos?

    Holy cow, it's the three-cherry JACKPOT!


    *Alliteration unintended, Alas, ever foiled by my feeble foibles, I cannot bring myself to alter it. Forgive me?


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