So next week is the first of a 2 part finale. In a normal season, last night’s episode would’ve been the overnight dates where Des would’ve gone from 3 guys down to 2, then next week would be the “Men Tell All” with all but her final 2 guys appearing, and in 2 weeks would be the finale. Obviously not the case this season as they changed it up because of whatever goes down in Antigua. If I knew, I would tell you. I only know the end result and that is she’s with Brooks. Next week we will see the overnight dates and everything that encompasses, however, I can guarantee you that the episode will not end like all overnight episodes – a rose ceremony, two guys get roses, one guy goes home, then we see him giving his goodbye ITM. It’s going to end with some sort of drama leading into the finale on Aug. 5th. Either Desiree crying, or her conversation with Chris, or they’ll pause it right at the rose ceremony, etc. Plenty of things to end next week’s show with a cliffhanger, but whatever it is, it will make you think there’s doom and gloom ahead for Des. Next week is certainly not gonna end up on a happy note, because they need to save that for the Aug. 5th finale. If I find anything out I’ll let you know, but I highly doubt if I haven’t heard in the last 3 months what goes down in Antigua, I’m probably not gonna hear in the next 6 days. So let the speculation begin.
With that said, even though I’ve stated for the last 3 weeks in this column I don’t know the details of what happens in Antigua, that will be the #1 question I still get asked in email and on Twitter. Mark it down. We must really suck as a nation for our reading comprehension skills. So please, if you can refrain from asking, “Hey why is Des crying in the previews for next week? Do you know what happens?” that’d be much appreciated. Your answer is “I don’t know.” If I did, I’d tell you.
Get all your emails in today because your “Reader Emails” and “Dr. Reality Steve” column will be going up tomorrow. I’m back in California this weekend for, I can’t believe I’m saying this, my 20 year high school reunion. Ho-lee crap. It’s been 20 years? Are you kidding me? Oh boy. I mentioned a couple weeks back that the guy who’s organizing our reunion set up a Facebook page and people have been posting old videos and pictures the last couple months. One memorable moment from my senior year, was back in 1993, our high school held their first annual “Mr. Griffin Contest” (our mascot was a Griffin. Head of an eagle, body of a lion. Don’t ask). It was basically a male beauty contest. Now, for 20 years I’ve been looking for a copy of it, but have yet to find one. I know I had it at one point, but it disappeared. You can imagine why I’d want a copy of it, right? Well, because I won it. Yep, yours truly got out there in a tuxedo, showed off a talent, stripped down to a bathing suit, and answered a question better than Miss Utah to earn me the title of first ever “Mr. Griffin” at our school. I’ve been told the tradition has continued and they are still holding the contest to this day. So in honor of me being as old as dirt now, and to bring a little humor to your day, here is the video they ran before the contest promoting it back in 1993:
Don’t be blinded by my speed on the basketball court, I know. It amazes me too. I mean, the steal, the converted lay up, the made free throw, the blow by for the breakaway layup, geez, you’d think I’d be in the NBA with moves like those. Nah, my calling has always been writing about silly reality TV shows. Sure, Matthew Morrison may have graduated from my high school, but can he go the length of the court in a playoff game like that? I think not. You can ask me what I had for dinner last Thursday and I couldn’t for the life of me remember. But ask me what the first five plays we had drawn up for that playoff game and I still remember to this day, “2”, “Up”, “Down”, “New” and “Slide.” Real tricky names I tell ya’. In case you were curious, yes “2”, “Up” and “Slide” were plays for me that I could probably diagram right now if I had to. Still trying to pinpoint the exact moment that life passed me by. Hope you all enjoyed my Al Bundy moment for the day. I sure did.