(Bye little, Casey. Hey, we'll always have "Jealous Guy")
Nobody worry 'bout me
The end is now in sight
Will it be Crystal or that damn sexy Lee?
Yes, folks. Don't worry about me. I am still alive. I just haven't been posting as regularly because I've been waiting to be moved again. And if those hometown visits last night didn't get you a little misty eyed, well then may I suggest you check your pulse.
In what was probably the most predicted elimination, we said goodbye to that Cool Texan, Casey James, leaving us with the two most deserving contestants of season 9: Crystal "Mamasox" Bowersox and Lee "You Can Mix My Paint Any Ol' Time" DeWyze. And while I have always thought Mamasox would wind up with the win, I find myself pulling for Lee. But (unlike last season), I can honestly say that I'm alright with either. (And I think most people would agree.)
Lee's hometown visit ... well, let's just say it doesn't get any better than that. Lee epitomizes what American Idol is all about to me. I mean, we have seen Crystal's YouTube videos, wherein she sings her city's "anthem" (how cool is that?!) "Holy Toledo" to what seems to be an already established fan base. Lee, on the other hand, comes straight to us from Mt. Prospect Paint! And how can you not love his ever-present pink eye and his ever present cupping of the hands, only to place his cute little head in them, and shaking said cute little head in disbelief. If I had a nickel each time he did this ... Well, I'd still be broke, but you get my point.
"I'm going to win this thing, alright!?," Lee shouted to his fresh new fans as the window in his limo was closing. And he said it in such a way, almost convincing himself, that you just couldn't help falling in love with the sentimental fellow. If that didn't get you, cut to Lee singing "The Boxer," choking up on the line "I am leaving, I am leaving," cut to his incredibly cute dad, singing along, only to at the same moment, get choked up himself, shaking his head in incredulous disbelief. Like father, like son. Yes, it doesn't get any better than that folks. Living out your dream - instantly being surrounded by a sea of adoring fans - in front of the world.
So what do you think of our Final Two? Need I ask? Did you think Casey got a raw deal? I mean, they made him sing his swan song sans guitar, for the love?! I know ... let's have you grab a random little girl and have her sit still on your lap to make up for this awkwardness. Seriously, who was that girl and where did she come from? I'm back. And so again is my love for this damn show. 'Til next Tuesday my little Idol-Addicts.