Monday night means “Dancing with the Stars” in the Curtsinger household.
I’m either watching it — LIVE — or my DVR is smokin’ to record it (and Castle and the CBS comedies) while I am out of town on business. (Can’t miss my DWTS…girl’s got priorities.)
Last night I was able to sit home and watch it — LIVE — which is always a treat. And while the dancing is, of course, the main event (along with the ever-present possibility of sickness, injury and emotional breakdown), I have to admit — watching host Tom Bergeron do his thing is in a word — inspiring.
No one in show biz is quicker than Tom Bergeron, and that is a simple fact.
In the five years that “Dancing with the Stars” has been on the air, everything possible has been said to him or happened right in front of him, and Tom always has the perfect comeback.
Dancer loses her top? Tom covers with a smile and a snappy one-liner. Marie Osmond faints at his feet? Tom smoothly cuts to commercial while getting the needed assistance. Bruno and Donny Osmond lock lips? Tom makes it the running gag of the show (emphasis on ‘gag’).
I’ve had the chance to attend the show — LIVE — in the studio, and the man makes it look so easy when, in reality, there are literally a hundred moving parts. But you never see the effort…just his effortless charm.
When I grow up, I want to be Tom Bergeron…or, at least, have his career. I wonder if he has interns? Or would like to play mentor to a sticky egg like me?
Anyone out there know Tom Bergeron? If you do, can you hook me up with him?
LIVE!!!