You know, I am almost sorry I did that post asking for recommendations for television series, because if I had not done it, then Gabby would not have recommended Sports Night, and if Gabby had not recommended Sports Night, I would not have thought, “Fine. FINE. I will watch Sports Night. Fine,” and I would not be sitting here four episodes into the second season, seized with panic because the series will end for good after this season, it will END and there WILL BE NO MORE.
It took me several episodes to get into it. After the first one, I thought I might stop watching. I found the laugh track distracting. I didn’t think the show was very funny, and I thought it was trying too hard to be snappy. I thought the jokes were kind of dumb and sitcomy. I only stuck with it because first episodes can be rough, and I wanted to give it a fair try before abandoning it. I think it was during the third episode that I realized there was no going back. Now I wait for my next Netflix envelope with the jittery anticipation of a parent in spitting distance of the children’s bedtime.
Each episode leaves me in a combination of laughing and crying. The ratio varies depending on subject matter. I love all of those people. I love their rapid talking. I love the plots. I love the romantic relationships. I want to go work with them, and maybe make out with some of them.
This is a great series. It’s great. I understand now why all the critics were saying, “IT’S A GREAT SERIES GOLDANG IT WOULD YOU PEOPLE PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY JUST WATCH IT.” You know whose fault it is that I never watched it, even when critics I trusted were telling me to? It’s the fault of whoever came up with that stupid name for the show. Sports Night! When it’s not about sports! Why did that seem like a good idea?
I even used to try to watch it. I would read yet another critic’s review that begged me to watch it, and I would think, “Fine. FINE. I will watch Sports Night. Fine,” and then I would look on the TV guide website and I’d be like, “SportsCenter, that sounds right.” And of course it was not right, and I’d be thinking, “See, they SAID it was not about sports, but this IS about sports. I don’t like sports.”
(You know what’s a funny word if you say it too many times in a row? “Sports.” Sports sports sports sports sports. How does anyone say it with a straight face? SPORTS. It’s like…spurts. And sporks. And pork.)
So now I’m finally watching it, and I really love it, and soon I will have watched all the existing episodes and then what? THEN what? It isn’t as if I can sign a petition to keep the show on the air or something, it’s LONG GONE.
I don’t know if I should recommend it to you or not. On one hand, it’s great. On the other hand, if you watch it, you will soon be where I am, and that is a sad, sad place indeed.