|HammerFist ||06-16-2008 05:20 PM |
MIKE DOLCE: ALCOHOL MAKES ULTIMATE REALITY? Week 11 Blog
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After last week’s blog, I received hundreds of messages agreeing with that piece. In contrast, I only received a few dozen messages disagreeing with my opinion of what “The Ultimate Fighter” should really be about.
That ratio is very telling of what the fans of the sport want to see.
They, we, want to see who these guys really are, where they come from, and what pushes them to succeed.
We want to see hard-working athletes, coming from all walks of life, defying the odds, breaking out and making it – very much like Rocky.
The last time I checked, Rocky did a lot better than Porky’s at the box office.
Obviously, I am not a television executive; I am just an 18 to 34-year-old American male who needs to be told what I should want to watch, regardless of what I actually want to watch.
Instead of the above, I was treated to another segment of, “Grown men pee their pants and destroy an expensive home, along with their reputations… on the next ‘Ultimate Fighter!’”
I can’t wait to watch this week!!!
Wait a minute, I actually lived through that night of alcohol-induced debauchery and am here to tell the tale.
As with most terrible decisions, that night all started with one highly intelligent, ultra-dedicated athlete and the bright idea: “Who wants to do shots?”
Thankfully, “The Ultimate Fighter 7” bar is stocked full of all the alcohol any young athlete needs to further his lifelong goal of television infamy.
The shots are lined up, and the bottles get drained.
“Hold on a second, guys,” one of the more astute athletes declares, “There’s something wrong here!”
Surveying the situation, clearer heads will surely prevail.
“We need more BEER, we’re about to run out of BEER!”
“YAY, BEER,” say about a dozen hard training fighters, purely devoted to the sanctity of the sport. One jumps on the internal phone and orders a few cases of highly nutritious yeast and hops, which I hear is the true secret of champions…?
Hmmm, I’ll have to Google that.
Anyway, a few rounds of shots, a few beers and even a couple bottles of wine to class the place up a bit and we have ourselves a true ratings juggernaut.
That is what we are here for, right? Ratings!
I mean, the granddaddy of all reality television shows, “Survivor,” relies on copious amounts of alcohol to boost ratings, right?
What do you mean, NO??? There’s no alcohol on “Survivor?” It’s one of the highest rated reality television shows in history?!
How can that be?
Ok, no alcohol there, but how about “American Idol?” That’s the highest rated television show for the last four years running. Surely, the contestants are wasted through the entire taping acting like total unprofessional court jesters in order to garner such high viewer interest?!
There’s no alcohol on “American Idol” either? Nobody destroys the set? Not one cast member urinates on himself?
Not even a SPRITZ???
How can this be?!
Are you telling me, good TV can be accomplished without the cast getting totally drunk and making complete asses out of themselves?
Careers and reputations do not need to be sacrificed to the all powerful media research god, Arthur Nielsen, in order to increase ratings?
Wow! Now, that would be groundbreaking television.
But hey, what would an average 18 to 34-year-old American male know about good TV anyway?