"I learned the truth at seventeen, that love was meant for beauty queens. And high school girls with clear-skinned smiles, who married young and then retired..."
So Stephane and Marie-France were not to be. Although perhaps we did have them one week longer than we would otherwise have had them. That's something.
I really enjoyed watching the finale. I haven't ever been one to watch shows like this, actually. Not a fan of any of the [Insert Nationality] Idol[s], So You Think You Can Dance [What Makes You Think I Care One Way or The Other] or Dancing with the Stars [I've Usually Never Heard Of]. I don't think I would have watched this show had I not been involved with it. But that's the way it goes. It's been picked up for a second season, and let me tell you, even if I'm not working on it again (although I'd like to be), I will be watching it now. If only to see if Stephane and Marie-France will return for a guest episode.
Now the fun part -- the Wrap Party! Hee hee. Where cast and crew come together with drink and hors d'oeuvres ... usually much more of the former than the latter.
So let's just get down to what you already know: NHL players, even the retired ones in their fifties, are par-ti-ers! Wow. Was a little stunned there. And I am confident one of the figure skaters showed up to the party already pissed to the gills. She entered from one end of the room and wanted to be on the other end of room, and no body nor toes were going to be getting in her way by god. But of course the stripper poles on either edge of the dance floor were pivotal to the evening's entertainment, as they were used to great effect by a few players ... and the offspring of one of the players (who must be very proud of his minor children's grinding prowess) ... and said gills-pissed figure skater who climbed on the shoulders of the player using the stripper pole in order to strut her own grinding stuff. Many batteries were run down by powering the plethora of video/camera phones that got a work out. Is it any wonder that, within hours of the party's conclusion, the producers sent out a mass email reminding all that it was a private party so photos and videos should not find their way onto the internet without the exhibitionists' -- I mean celebrities' -- permission.
I can report, however, that yes, I did meet Ron Maclean. [smooth man. obviously well used to persons gushing. I really did try not to get any gush directly on him -- may or may not have succeeded.] And Marie-France Dubreuil. [sweet, sweet woman. I told her I was very much hoping for her and Stephane to win, and she said "Ooh!" and hugged me. Then let me go, cried out "Ooh!" again and hugged me again. sweet, sweet woman] And Barb Underhill. [her performance in the finale made me cry and I told her so. My friend with a camera asked if I wanted a picture with Barb -- what am I supposed to say in front of Barb? No? -- so I asked if Barb minds and she said it was fine. My one and only photo with a celebrity]. Craig Simpson walked past me at one point, and our eyes happened to meet. He looked at me like he was curious what I would say to him. I thought it would be rude to just look away without acknowledging him, so I said Congratulations and shook his hand. He seemed pleased with that and moved on.
I spent a lot of the night walking around with the aforementioned friend to take pictures for her of her with celebrities of her choice. She and I both wanted to meet Stephane, but he left the party before we had our nerve up. Well, before I had my nerve up, and my friend started drinking in earnest. =) Many of the celebrities looked a little confused when I would take her picture with them, but not ask them to take a picture with me. But I'm not really into that. I don't know why. And apparently, neither did they.
She asked if she should take a picture with Domi just to bug her boyfriend because of how much he dislikes him. I said "Of course!!" (What difference does it make to me? I'm sober. She's drunk. Dance puppet dance! Ha ha. I'm such a stinker) Afterwards I told her she should have asked to take the picture with Domi, I should have set up the shot, and then we both should have said "Just kidding!" and walked away without taking his picture. (said I was a stinker!)
I'm really glad I did this show, even if it was only as a volunteer. The show went over like gangbusters for CBC. Never a bad thing to have that popular of a show on your resume.