So Long, Bob
As much as I'd like to cover more of this
summer's crop of 'reality shows,' the big story has been
Bob Barker's last show as host of The Price is Right.
I want to get this done as fast as possible, so buckle
up and here we go.
Good riddance to bad rubbish.
Whew. I feel much better. As much as
people would like me to line up to kiss Bob's feet at
the Temple of
I won't do it. That he managed to win the Emmy for Best
Game Show Host tells me that the contest is nothing more
than a collective shoulder patting party displayed on
live television, and certainly not awarded based on
merit. (If there's any justice in the world, Ben Bailey
should have won it, but that's for another time.)
Having the luxury of being able to compare his
performance in the last five (or even ten) years to his
performance early on, it's easy to see a marked decline.
He has misheard bids, only to be rescued by the person
listening to the Contestant's Row microphones. He has
bumbled the rules of games, costing at least one person
a new car because he failed to explain the intricacies
of Card Gamespecifically that an Ace doesn't end
the game, the player is allowed to continue drawing
cards, but I'm sure there are more. He has allowed
people to cheat while onstage, and to collect their
prize. When a game goes wrong, instead of having that
game reconstructed and played again, he throws up his
hands and shouts "You win the prize!" because it's
easier to do.
I'm not privy to the details of his
backstage doings, so I'm leaving that, as well as his
personal life, out of this and focusing on his onstage
performance. If Bob had retired ten years ago, he'd be
among the great hosts of all time. Unfortunately, he
stuck with the gig too long, and it has severely lowered
the overall quality of his work.
Travis Eberle doesn't need a patch over his eye; but you
knew that. Toss him a message in a bottle at
firstname.lastname@example.org if you want to try and find his