Here we are, almost to the end of yet another season of American Idol. Of course that means it is time for 2 hour episodes of A.I., with only about 10 minutes of that time actually pertaining to the outcome. As everyone knows this was the first year without the habitual drunk Paula Abdul as a judge. While that has cut down on the vanilla flavored criticisms of the contestants, (Which I must admit has been nice, but I do miss the ramblings from the washed up pop star who thinks she still has it.) it has given birth to Cara Dioguardi, who is always referring to Randy Jackson and Ellen Degeneres as “The Guys”. But the big hit will come next year, when A.I. will be without the man America loves to hate, Simon Cowell.
With the quest to find Simon’s replacement for next year still ongoing, I feel the time is right to name my top finalists to take over his position, and the odds of them taking the job.
Ahh, the Donald. First off, lets take the chair he would be sitting in. It would be a leather high back chair, and knowing the Donald he would not be happy sitting on the very end of the table. The first day of auditions he would tell Cara to switch him spots and if she refused, he would buy her house, tear it down, and build a few more Trump Towers. Once his rightful spot behind the table was established, the judging would start. I have a feeling it would go something like this:
Contestant: "Uh, I am not sure, let me think...."
Randy: "Hey Dawg, why you askin' about her cash flow? This is a singing contest, not the Apprentice dude!"
The Donald: "Randy, I am disappointed in you for cutting off the contestant while she was trying to answer. For that move...Randy, you're fired."
Randy: "What? You can't fire me dawg, I am Randy Jackson. I wrote some of the biggest hits of the 80's!"
The Donald: "Of course I can Randy, don't know know who I am? Next contestant please."
Ellen: "Now Mr. Trump, that is just darn silly. Randy is part of our team of judges."
The Donald: "I know, but he was the weakest link. He is not the type of person I want for a project manager."
The Donald: "Why are you still here contestant? Leave me boardroom, you were fired too. And take Randy with you. Next contestant please."
Randy: "Dang dawg, I can't believe I just got fired."
OK, maybe Donald Trump wouldn't quite work out for American Idol. That brings us to the next finalist.
FINALIST #2 Jim Rome (40-1)
Jim Rome, one of the most influential voices in sports today would bring one thing to the table that Simon is taking with him. Attitude. For those of you who listen to, or have listened to Jim Rome in the past know that he is a master at coming up with nicknames. So much so, his radio show has its own language called "smack." And smack is just what ol' Jim would lay down on the contestants. It would go something like this:
(Contestant has finished singing. Randy, having been rehired after the whole Trump incident, liked what he heard. Ellen follows up with how the contestant sounded OK, and Cara exclaimed that the contestant didn't make the song his own.)
Ryan Seacrest: "OK, now we are to Jim. What did you think of the contestant Jim?"
If you thought Paula heaped on the praise heavy, you have no idea what Don King could do:
Ellen: "Well, at least you have your health, right? I like your style, but there is no substance to your singing. Kind of like my ex-girlfriend."
Cara: "You know what, I think I am going to have to agree with the guys. I just don't think you are right for this competition."
Ellen whispering to Randy: "Did she just call me a guy again? I know I switched teams a while back, but to call me a guy? Who does she think I am, that Bono girl? Uh, I mean..guy?"
Don King: "THAT WAS THE GREATEST! I MEAN THE GREATEST! YOU ARE THE SINGER WHO WILL WIN IT ALL! NO DOUBT ABOUT IT, YOU ARE THE CHAMP! STOP THE PRESSES, WE HAVE THE NEW SUPERSTAR! ALL THE GREATS ARE NOW SECOND PLACE TO YOU! DON KING FOUND THE BEST YET AGAIN! GOD BLESS AMERICA! ONLY IN AMERICA COULD DON KING FIND THE BEST SINGER OF ALL TIME!"
Yesiree, Don King would be great on American Idol. And I bet he would do it if asked. I don't think he has any major fighters right now he is promoting, so why not jump on Idol?
Well, that is my top 3. Of course the problem American Idol is going to run into next year is that it is going to be a shell of its former self. The two most controversial judges will be gone, leaving not much else to get excited about. I am sorry to say that much like The Office, American Idol is past its prime. And also like The Office, it has no idea it has turned from being a national sensation to something that is DVR'd but never watched.
9 comments:
I bet Conan could still use a gig at least as a back-up, in case the one he has decides to go back to how it was before.
I love how you put words in their mouths. Sounds right.
Donald, after all this time, you finally post, and you chose to post about something I have no information about...I don't watch A.I., so I don't have anything I can even say about it! lol
Donald, I like Paula. Other than a really weird hand clapping method, I thought that she was fun to have on the show. I think people were far too hard on her and now we are stuck with Kara who after two seasons I still don't know whether i like her or not.
Of course all of this is moot.
Losing Paula was sad but without Simon, there will be NOTHING worth watching from now on.
Classic. Absolutely classic. Jim Rome would be awesome!
And for the life of me I cannot figure out why Cara insists on calling Ellen a guy. Weird.
Love you!!!
Keep on posting!!!
Oh . . . The Donald. . . its good to have you back! Now I just need to get with it! I'm a blog slacker, but sure do love reading a funny one over here at El Donaldo. . . Keep em' coming!
I needed a good laugh.
this is great!
yeah, Idol is done. we've felt that way about it for several weeks. simon is clearly not interested anymore.
your judge ideas are perfect! reminds me of how rome used to blast jockeys and nascar drivers and now he brings them on the show and loves them.
I'd go with trump. Trump rules!
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