Erin Andrews’ mercurial run through prime time television ended on Tuesday night, as she was eliminated by you callous voters (that’s how it works, right?) on Dancing With the Stars. Hard to believe, since she got pre-dance pep talks from Emmitt Smith, Dickie V, and John Calipari. Here’s Erin’s concession speech:
“This experience has meant everything to me. I knew that [Nicole Scherzinger and Evan Lysacek] were going to go head-to-head in this, but I came here under really crummy circumstances, and I just wanted to get my life back together and my smile back and I just wanted to be myself again. And you guys have been amazing, [the judges] have and my family up there and [Maksim] has just put my life back together.”
(Dabs at eye with hankie). Yes, this time the wounds were all physical. My analysis, gleaned from having not watched a single DWTS this year (or possibly ever)? Andrews comes out of this richer (dancers get $100,000 per episode, I hear), more famous, and now comes off as a sympathetic figure (oh how she’s suffered!). She literally moved her career off of the sidelines, which was the point all along. Get ready to see her as the corpse in an episode of CSI: NY in 3 … 2 … 1 …
Yeah, it’s crazy. It’s Italian television crazy, and, we’re still one Wednesday short.
ABOUT LAST NIGHT
What you missed when you realized you left something on the bus …
* Do not friend the fake Mark Buehrle Facebook account. Unless you’re really lonely.
* Nationals’ prospect Stephen Strasburg already getting endorsement deals. Who does he think he is? Tim Tebow?
* Another squirrel delay at Target Field.
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TODAY IN MARK TRAIL …
One week later, Sassy has a job, an apartment downtown, and is juggling three girlfriends.
