My sport is decided on the field of competition. We all gather at the oval office, slip on our spikes, and put our best against the best of our competitors. At the end of the day, whoever performed the best is the winner. It’s that simple. It is a talent competition and the most talented person gets to take home the biggest prize. Three cheers for objectivity.
Not so much with American Idol. Last night, my favorite female singer in the competition (and arguably the prettiest, nicest, and most unlikely to have morning breath) got voted off. And it made me angry. Why? Because this is a talent competition and in a competition that should be in large part about who sings the best, the best singer should not be going home with 8 others left standing. To me, that’s like Usain Bolt running the fastest time in the semi-finals but not being able to compete in the final. It’s simply unacceptable.
I know people like me are likely to blame. I watch the show every week but never bother to pick up my phone and vote. I figure something so obvious is seen by everyone and so there really won’t be much discrepancy as to who the best competitors are. But leaving this in the hands of the 14 year olds who are more interested in who looks the most like Taylor Lautner, or Grandma Betty who has hearing problems and could have quite possibly had her hearing aid go out that night, is obviously a grave mistake.
I love competition. It’s a relief to know that all the hard work and sacrifice I put in every day to get better is not going to be compromised by Grandma Betty’s dislike of my landing technique or my choice of gold shorts. Unfortunately for Pia, she will not be the American Idol and she’s going to have to watch the final go on without her, knowing she is better than most of them. It might make her want to give Track and Field a try.