I have seen Dancing with the Stars exactly once, for a review I wrote of the second season finale several years ago. Not my thing. But the show’s new co-host most definitely is, as the ABC reality competition has sacked Brooke Burke-Charvet in a move she apparently didn’t see coming, and replaced her with Erin Andrews.
That’s good casting.
Nevermind that judge shake-ups have rarely improve the ratings, and Dancing with the Stars has been sinking year over year for a while now. Erin Andrews, the only sideline reporter in the NFL worth a damn, is almost reason enough to watch, like Ben Folds is almost reason enough to watch The Sing-Off.
Forgive the stereotyping, but she reminds me of that woman in every high school who is both Prom Queen and an honor graduate, who joins a sorority and actually engages in the charitable work, and who is driven, smart, attractive, and a nice person. I have a weakness for the Erin Andrews of the world, who always end up with the Ken dolls, but who is still still nice to the slugs.
She’s good folk.