Grantland Reality TV Fantasy League: The Night ‘The Challenge’ Bested the NBA Finals
Today is June 6, 2014, and while that doesn’t really matter, it’s significant because it marks three years of Friday GRTFL columns. Aside from sitewide holidays, GRTFL hasn’t taken a single Friday off, making this something like the 150th edition. I’m starting today’s column in this completely unfunny, egotistical, self-serving way because I want to acknowledge and thank the half-dozen editors and two dozen readers of this column. It’s fucking fun to write because of you. Thanks for being a part of it. And yes, I read all the mean comments.
Anyway, enough of that. Let’s make fun of the assholes on reality TV for the 150th time!
Cara Maria vs. Jessica >>>>>>>> NBA Finals Game 1
It’s important for respected journalists to be objective about things and avoid letting personal opinions, desires, or history distort how we view the things we cover. So taking that into consideration … I can honestly and definitively say that the “balls in” elimination on this week’s The Challenge was a more enjoyable sporting event than the NBA Finals.
You know how LeBron was all “we don’t like each other” before the game? Well, Cara Maria and Jessica actually don’t like each other. You know how LeBron will give Tim Duncan a pound after the whistle? Well, Cara Maria and Jessica tried to choke each other after the whistle. And you know how LeBron got hurt and was all “I need to have my leg looked at!” Well, after she smashed her hand, Cara Maria was all “I need to have my hand looked at, AFTER I BEAT THIS BITCH!” Basically what I’m saying — no, what I’ve objectively deduced — is that last night’s The Challenge was more competitive, dramatic, and badass than the NBA Finals.
Before Our Be-Flip-Flopped Master of Ceremonies TJ “The Gawd” Lavin could sound his signature air horn, viewers could tell this wasn’t going to be an ordinary challenge. Cara Maria and Jessica don’t like each other. And right after Our Be-Flip-Flopped Master of Ceremonies TJ “The Gawd” Lavin blew his air horn, viewers could tell these two weren’t playing. Cara Maria set the tone with one of those tackles the NFL made illegal a couple of years ago, in which a competitor pounces on the opponent like a leopard, wraps up, and then slams him or her to the ground with the full force of one’s body to maximize the impact (and attempt to inflict harm):
Note TJ, surveying the action like a sandaled Mills Lane. After TJ’s air horn marked the end of a hotly contested first round, Cara Maria and Jessica started exchanging blows. In the NBA, this would have necessitated flagrant fouls, reviews, ejections, and fines. But this is The Challenge, so they played on. Later, not to be outdone by Cara Maria’s leopard maneuver, Jessica answered by literally hitting Cara Maria so hard that she lifted her a solid 10 inches off the ground using another tackling technique that’s now banned in our species’ most violent professional sport:
The finish in this elimination was not unlike the finish in Game 1: Cara Maria simply outlasted an overmatched Jessica and sent her packing. I know you think I’m kidding about the whole Challenge > Game 1 thing, but I can’t fight the way you feel. And I certainly can’t fight the facts.
Normcore Nick (The Bachelorette), Normal Amount of Points
Nick is going emotional normcore on The Bachelorette … and he’s killing it. I don’t know why no one has used this strategy before, but it’s fucking brilliant, and more Normcore Nicks will surely follow. Check out Normcore Nick at his peak “I’m just a regular guy, this is weird, you have to marry me now” glory:
Any practical person would be skeptical about this. I mean, how could you not? It’s tough because I know what is potentially ahead, um, and if those emotions start to come and I start feeling something and I feel like you might be feeling something too … I have too much time not knowing where I stand.
He then sipped on his perfect California white wine while sitting on the perfect California cliffside and watched as Andi fumbled together some bullshit response that went something like this: “So I think you have to go with it. Say what you feel.” Normcore Nick has gone from bottom five in the “attractive” power rankings to top five in the “next Bachelor” power rankings, and he isn’t even trying. Or he’s REALLY GOOD at seeming like he isn’t trying. Either way, he’s killing it. I mean, check out what he left Andi with before the Rose Ceremony, after admitting to having a “crush” or her: “I feel like a 12-year-old boy. I hope it’s endearing”
LONG LIVE NORMCORE NICK.
Eric (The Bachelorette), 100 points
It’s hard to talk about Eric, because after he left the show, he died in a tragic accident. Figuring out how to deal with that on the show and, MUCH less importantly, in this column became further complicated because of how he left the show. On Monday’s episode, his last, Eric left before the Rose Ceremony after really upsetting Andi with a targeted truth bomb that he issued after she accused him of not being open:
The more I thought about it, and this is the hardest thing to say: It’s the opposite. I feel like you are not being the real Andi with me. I’ve seen little glimpses of you, like, the real you, walking from the boathouse to the beach on our one-on-one date. And that’s the Andi that I like. When we were putting the kite together, when we were building the sandcastle, when I saw you just gripping leather when we were taking off in the helicopter. I came on this to meet a person … not a TV actress.
Eric out Andi-d Andi! He read the tea leaves, recognized that Andi wasn’t going to choose him for ForeverLove, prepared a blatantly honest speech, and then brought the thunder of a thousand hurricanes … which is exactly what Andi did to Juany Pabs.
Eric’s comments led Andi to deliver her obligatory “If you don’t think this is real then the door is right there, because this is so real to me, every single day this is real to me” speech. Every single Bachelor or Bachelorette since the dawn of time has given this speech, and I’m still waiting for someone to be like, “You know what? This is foolish, why am I dating a chick who’s dating a dozen other dudes? Deuces.” Still no dice. If anybody’s going to do it, it’ll be Cody, because there aren’t any circumstances under which Andi winds up engaged to that man.
Nany vs. Consciousness (The Challenge), 75 points
Last night the women of The Challenge proved to be both more competitive and dramatic than the men of the NBA and more tough and reckless than the men of the NFL. When an NFL player takes a severe blow to the head, he’s forced to leave the game so he can undergo testing on the sideline and in the locker room before a trained professional decides whether it’s safe for him to compete. On The Challenge, when a contestant gets her SHIT BLOWN UP like Nany here:
She keeps it moving and gets the W.
Nany vs. Cohutta (The Challenge), 75 points
Nany had regained most of her mental faculties in time to tape last night’s aftershow, during which The Worst Host in Television Jonny Moseley asked her about sleeping with Johnny Reilly despite flirting with Cohutta for weeks. She answered with a statement that sums up the courtship experience for the vast majority of our species:
I’m just an idiot girl sometimes, and I don’t use my head. I feel bad, too, because Johnny put in no effort to sleep with me, and Cohutta put in effort every day. It really does look like nice guys finish last, and he is an amazing person.
Go ahead and act like you can’t relate to one of those three people.
Boyz II Men (The Bachelorette), 50 points
It was great to see Boyz II Men on The Bachelorette, singing “I’ll Make Love to You,” and it was even better seeing Boyz II Men on SportsNation the next day, singing “End of the Road” to Lance Stephenson.
Now, you’d think being a professional singer would help in a date that involved, you know, singing. Not the case. Opera Guy Bradley was dreadful. However, more embarrassing than being a professional singer who can’t sing is being a human being with fully functioning eyeballs and still choosing to wear this outfit:
JJ (The Bachelorette), -45 points
New GRTFL segment! This one’s called “Pick the Punch Line.” Get excited.
Step 1: Look at JJ’s pants:
Step 2: Pick a punch line:
1. If you wear those pants and you call yourself a “pantsapreneur,” you’re basically the fat trainer, the pimply dermatologist, and the crazy shrink all at once.
2. This dude said, “I’ve had a lot of time to think and prep and get excited for this date” AND THEN WORE THESE PANTS!
3. The pants JJ wore later in the episode make these look like Levis. I think they were actual casino carpet.
I’m giving this segment a 6 out of 10. I’ll keep working it and see if it has staying power.
Laurel (The Challenge), 50 points
I’ve always supported Laurel, even after she emotionally eviscerated Easy, put Paula Walnuts on suicide watch, and melted Cara Maria into a puddle of self-loathing. This week, though, it was tough. It started in the episode’s first scene, with Laurel telling Cara Maria she was dumb, telling her to shut up, and telling her that she was annoying even though all Cara Maria did was be like, “You wouldn’t vote me in before you would vote in the people that aren’t your friends, right?” Then, during the aftershow, they played a clip of Laurel yelling, “Don’t talk to me, don’t talk to me, don’t talk to me” over and over at Cara Maria while Cara Maria was, you know, not talking to her. Then, while I was still on Team Laurel, they aired that short little bit in the middle of a late commercial break. And it was terrifying. I’ll let Zach explain: “Every time a conversation goes down, Laurel is taking notes in her burn book … constantly jotting notes down, drawing people dying, witchcraft.” OK, weird, but I’m still on Team Laurel. And then they showed her “Burn Wall:”
NO LONGER ON TEAM LAUREL, NOW ON TEAM SCARED OF LAUREL. OH NO, SO SCARED OF LAUREL, BACK ON TEAM LAUREL. PLEASE DON’T PUT ME ON THE BURN WALL, LAUREL.
Dylan (The Bachelorette), 0 points
On her date with Dylan, Andi kept prying (with prodding from the producers, I’m sure) to find out why Dylan was holding back. He was holding back because of all the tragic, horrible shit that had recently occurred in his life. His story was genuinely depressing, and I’m sure everyone watching felt bad for him. But to be honest, the whole time he was talking all I could think was Why is this dude’s collar so fucking gigantic?
The Sport of Bachsketball (The Bachelorette), 1,000 points
Big week for basketball! Sure, the NBA Finals are cute and everything, but this week ushered in a new, better sport: Bachsketball. Yep, the boys of The Bachelorette teamed up first against WNBA players and later against each other. There were winners, there were losers, and now there is a GTRFL Top Five. This week’s GTRFL Top Five is the Top Five Takeaways From the Advent of Bachsketball, listed from “That is nice” to “I never thought of that and now everything has changed forever, seriously, what really is the universe anyways?”
5. Why has it taken The Bachelorette so long to do this? Check that: Why has it taken the reality TV medium so long to do this? Every reality show should have a basketball game every season. I want to see the jump shot on Brody Jenner, I want Kirk Goldsberry to do a shot chart for NeNe Leakes, I want to see Andy Cohen’s post moves. Life will never be the same.
4. How did Brian not kiss Andi after hitting a random half-court shot on the first try? Brian will forever regret this. Like, forever and ever. He will not be remembered as the “basketball coach on The Bachelorette.” He will be remembered as “the basketball coach on The Bachelorette who hit a half-court shot on the first try and didn’t kiss Andi EVEN AFTER SHE LEANED IN.” Be on the lookout, Pennsylvanian women. Brian is no doubt overcompensating inappropriately by attempting kisses all over the state.
3. Andi has game. A jump shot on a chick is good for two points out of 10. Fact.
2. Why the Sharpie on the uniform? God, that pissed me off. I’m not even explaining.
1. Dear bros of the world, you CANNOT compete with the women of the WNBA. We all know those dudes at the gym/park who think they can play in the WNBA. The WNBA women are SO MUCH BETTER THAN YOU THINK. You sit in a cubicle all day; they run ball. You get emails; they get buckets. Stop thinking you can play in the WNBA. Just stop.
Enjoy the weekend, listen to the Right Reasons podcast, and come back next week to track the rise of Normcore Nick.