Oooooooooooh how I love SYTYCD! And the crop of finalists we have this year is simply OUTSTANDING! We’re in for a great season, I can tell!
I love the way they added the performance show as well. It gives us a little more insight on the dancers, they’re styles and what they’re good at! Comparatively the Tappers seemed the weakest, but I think it’s due to the difference in style, vs. the actual dancing ability. They wouldn’t be there if they couldn’t compete in all the other styles as well through Vegas week. As they said themselves regarding always dancing other styles and no one attempting they’re own? “We can do it! We really can!” I hope so, I do! Bianca is so happy to be there, I hope she goes far!
In case you missed it – here’s the top 20s first group dance. STUNNING.
Jeff Probst and CBS promised us a drama filled episode and they delivered. It was scary to see Russell S. collapse, and heartbreaking when he then broke down farther when he realized he’d be pulled from the game.
Before that though, we got a real glimpse of how awful the weather had been for both tribes – the non stop rain was taking it’s toll on everyone. Everyone except Russell H, Evil Russell, who declared it easy and enjoyable, that it proved him better than the rest of them because he continued to work in the rain.
Challenge time came, and they were told it was for Reward – Pizza. No one looked thrilled, which was odd to me, because I’d have been all over that like white on rice. Of course, what little excitement they did have was promptly damped (hahahah) when they were told the winning team would eat the pizza at tribal council, where both teams would vote off a player.
Jeff Probst and CBS promised us a drama filled episode and they delivered. It was scary to see Russell S. collapse, and heartbreaking when he then broke down farther when he realized he’d be pulled from the game.
Before that though, we got a real glimpse of how awful the weather had been for both tribes – the non stop rain was taking it’s toll on everyone. Everyone except Russell H, Evil Russell, who declared it easy and enjoyable, that it proved him better than the rest of them because he continued to work in the rain.
Challenge time came, and they were told it was for Reward – Pizza. No one looked thrilled, which was odd to me, because I’d have been all over that like white on rice. Of course, what little excitement they did have was promptly damped (hahahah) when they were told the winning team would eat the pizza at tribal council, where both teams would vote off a player.
Immediately after elimination, Tracey is all big eyed and teary because she discovers the black team wanted her to be eliminated. They’re not the only ones, Tracy.
But there’s no time to dwell, as they kick off this week with a challenge. The players have to dig through piles of sand and find four keys that will unlock a box. The box contains a prize – though Ali doesn’t clue them in on what it is. The blue team works together and end up finding all four keys – where they find tickets home for a week. They get the choice of keeping it – going home and losing their trainers for the week – or giving it up. They give it up, and the Black Team is sent home for a week instead.
Immediately after elimination, Tracey is all big eyed and teary because she discovers the black team wanted her to be eliminated. They’re not the only ones, Tracy.
But there’s no time to dwell, as they kick off this week with a challenge. The players have to dig through piles of sand and find four keys that will unlock a box. The box contains a prize – though Ali doesn’t clue them in on what it is. The blue team works together and end up finding all four keys – where they find tickets home for a week. They get the choice of keeping it – going home and losing their trainers for the week – or giving it up. They give it up, and the Black Team is sent home for a week instead.
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