You Didn’t Need a Fortune Teller to See This One Coming / Seth Freilich
Trade News | October 29, 2008 | Comments (19)
Congratulations to CBS’ “The Ex-List,” which has earned the honor of being the first hour long freshman drama to get axed. After last week’s meager 5.3 million viewers, CBS decided that enough was enough and announced that this week’s 9 p.m. timeslot would dish out a repeat of “NCIS” instead.
Of course, CBS didn’t officially say the show is “canceled,” because the networks hate admitting this. But if you think the other six episodes in the can are ever going to be aired, you’re as dumb as Bud Selig.*
This isn’t a surprise for several reasons. First, there was showrunner Diane Ruggiero’s unceremonious scram to get as far away from her baby as possible because the network wasn’t letting her do her thing. Then there was the fact that a show that, in one episode, had repeated jokes about shaved vaginas isn’t exactly the typical CBS fare. And then there was the fact that, if you watched the show, it just wasn’t holding up very well. That being said, Elizabeth Reaser was pretty solid, if not a little too doe-eyed, so I’d like to see her get another shot.
*Fuck you Bud Selig. Seriously. Start the game earlier, suspend it at the top of the sixth (when it was obvious that the situation was fucked), let them play it out like men, whatever. But don’t be a douchebag. Now, even if the Phils pull this thing out, it’ll be remembered as the fucking World Series with the fucking rain suspension. Thanks for that, asshole. If I see you at the game tonight, I’m going to kick you right in the taint.
Comments
Posted by: PissBoy at October 29, 2008 10:26 AM
Dun worry Seth. We'll get it done. We've been getting on base the entire series. We have 12 outs. That's all we'll need. Think positively.
But yeah...fuck you Bud. The right thing to do would be to scrap the top of the 6th because of how much the weather influenced the play. Jimmy Rollins dropping an infield fly? Would never happen unless it was a fucking monsoon. I hope you crash into a fuel truck on your way to the airport and the only person around to even be able to attempt to put out your flaming torso is a bum. And he'd have to piss on you. But he wouldn't be able to because he's just pissed on a dumpster while yelling at random strangers about how much his toe fungus smells like barbacued shoeleather.