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WEIR: No Must, No Fuss TV Jun 11, 2007, 9:04:23 AM by Eileen Weir Add The Sopranos to the long list of defining moments in mass media that I missed. It, along with Sex and the City, Seinfeld, and The O.C., was a show I never watched. Considering myself as a pop culture junkie, I dedicate myself to surprisingly few television broadcasts. When invited to a watch party for the final episode of Seinfeld, my husband astutely wondered aloud why we were going to a party for a show we’d never watched. Because our friends were there and they were serving cocktails, I explained. In my single days, a “friend” set me up on a double date with a law student studying at the University of Missouri – Kansas City. On the first date I learned he was a struggling student, sharing a dreary apartment near campus, and didn’t have a car. He didn’t like to go to bars or clubs. For a second date he invited me to come to his apartment to eat spaghetti and watch Friends. Ummm… no. Chowing down a plate of noodles and Ragu and watching a sitcom I had never seen wasn’t my idea of a hot date. Doing it sober was out of the question. This same “friend” also set me up on a blind date with an eager young professional that she had met at a Democratic political rally who asked me to stop by the ATM on my way to meet him for lunch. I declined lunch. My matchmaker buddy clearly misunderstood my priorities in my mid-20’s. Certainly I have missed out on what are heralded as some of television’s best series by virtue of the fact that I don’t have cable. That means no Comedy Central, no CNN, no MTV, and no ESPN. We watch a lot of public television and churn our own butter. On the bright side, we have been spared The Anna Nicole Show, Jackass, and Newlyweds: Nick and Jessica. Make no mistake; I have had my share of television loyalties. Addictions, even. Obsessions. My twenty-plus-year fixation with Johnny Depp has its roots in 21 Jump Street. In college my gang was devoted to thirtysomething. Studying had to be complete in time to tune in for the weekly drama between Michael and Hope Steadman, and their business partners and best friends Elliot and Nancy Weston. Michael and Elliot’s offices at the advertising agency were so cool, and we all dreamed of our post-collegiate careers in such slick steel and glass environs. The early ‘90’s ushered in my compulsion with Northern Exposure and Twin Peaks, which was challenging since during that era I didn’t own a television. Luckily, the programs inspired such loyalty among fans that groups of people would gather to watch them, and as a groupie, I could always count on a weekly invitation for viewing. I still look at Julianne Moore and think she’s Frannie (and Sabrina) Hughes from As the World Turns. As the decade progressed, I developed a rebellious aversion to destination television. I scoffed at the notion promoted by the NBC network that its Thursday night lineup was “must-see TV.” With a steady date and a steady paycheck, staying at home watching television just wasn’t my gig. My TV taste these days tends first towards sporting events, and a few select network programs. Without shame I admit my allegiance to American Idol once it gets down to the final twelve and beyond. I have no interest in slogging through the pool of untalented and deluded singers who show up by the thousands to humiliate themselves before a national audience, but I love witnessing the competition between the finalists, and I think there is nothing much more exciting than watching an unknown get a shot at stardom. For the same reasons, I found myself the last two years making an appointment to watch Dancing with the Stars. I became a viewer once they started putting athletes in the contest. And the athletes have ruled. I try hard not to miss Lost. Even though I don’t have cable networks wired into my home, I do get Curb Your Enthusiasm episodes on DVD when they become available. I haven’t done the same with The Sopranos for some reason. What does the series finale have to do with sports? That’s what I wanted to know as I was listening to local and national sports radio on Monday. Tuning in to find out what the day’s sports headlines were, I got lively banter about the ramifications of the long-running HBO drama. So here’s what’s going on in the world of sports. The NBA Finals are turning out to be a major snore, unless you favor lopsided plasterings. Rafael Nadal won the French Open. Again. Justin Henin took home the French tennis championships from Roland Garros for a 4th time. The American League smoked the National League in interleague play. Tour officials are predicting par or over will win next week’s U.S. Open at Oakmont Country Club. In other words, not much. http://www.kcchiefs.com/news/2007/06...st_no_fuss_tv/
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Wow, as usual, that article by Weir had NOTHING to do with football.
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