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What a week. Everything has been all sorts of kaflooie, all week long, getting ready for the "big day", and then the anti-climactic ending. Or the ending, anyway.

No, not wrestling. This one is personal, however I do think that I can weave wrestling into this somewhere along the way.

There is an old joke about a game show where first prize was a week's stay in Pittsburgh. Second prize was two weeks' stay in Pittsburgh.

Let me back the truck up here a bit. Sherman, set the way-back to exactly one week ago. Start with the phone ringing.

Play background music while we travel, and let's set the proper tone for this.

Now I don't know how many of you make Nickelodeon part of your normal viewing pattern, but let me assure you that if it weren't for 3 kids in my house the channel wouldn't get much use. However, since my oldest is 8, Nick is a major part of the viewing landscape around the old Root homestead.

One of the major events on Nick is a little something called "Slime Time Live" where a kid is called at home and is shown a 3X3 grid, numbered 1 - 9. The kid calls out 2 numbers at a time in an attempt to match up 2 pictures. If they get the match they get the "grand prize" and their "partner" on the show is "slimed". If they don't get the match in the allotted 20 seconds, they get a Nickelodeon t-shirt or hat. Their choice.

My oldest son and my daughter both sent in their names to participate in this as the home contestant.

Ah, I see the machine has deposited us at the appropriate spot.

The ringing phone. It's Nickelodeon telling me that Jacob (my oldest) has been chosen and will participate Monday, June 19. All I have to do is sign the consents for them to use his voice on tv and we're in the mix.

Commence flail-ex. You see, I work 3rd shift, so my normal office hours are way outside anybody elses. I don't know the number for the fax machine, so I get the call back number and tell her that I'll call her back with the fax nr.

After a couple of days of phone tag, we decide to have her mail the forms to me, as long as they get them before show time. This is decided Wednesday, and of course it will take 3 days to get the forms to me.

Long story short time, I get them today, just in the nick of time, and get them faxed so that Jacob can make his big debut.

Nick decides that since this is the opening week for "Chicken Run", all the grand prizes are going to be Chicken Run junk.

Wonderful.

Suffice it to say that Jacob doesn't make the match, ends up with a Nickelodeon T-shirt.

I think he's going to be happier with that. In 3 months time, who is going to remember "Chicken Run"? Honestly. In 1 years time, which will still be important to him? A movie that was out for a couple of months then went away, or the station that carries so many of his favorite shows?

In wrestling, 6 months from now, what are the fans going to remember? The wrestling, or some stupid angle involving David Arquette as the champ?

Here's a hint. The rumor mill has it that the Russo regime is about to become a footnote in the history of wrestling.

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Jerry Root
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