In case you woke up this morning feeling good about the state of this country, let me ruin that feeling for you. Trophy Wife, this year’s only good comedy, got canceled by ABC. And while I’d love to blame ABC, I can’t. They’re just a bunch of stupid old people in dumb suits who wouldn’t know quality if it walked into their conference room and yelled “whatever you do, don’t trust the B in apartment 23.” These are the same idiots who moved Happy Endings around on the schedule every single week and then had the audacity to complain that no one was watching. So yeah, I place no faith in those guys when it comes to appreciating good TV. The only thing they can appreciate are ratings. And apparently Trophy Wife didn’t have the ratings they wanted. It’s not their fault that no one taught them to read letters in addition to numerals.
So way to go everybody else. Way to not watch this show! What’s that? You did watch the show? Way to not force everyone you know to watch it! While Trophy Wife wasn’t 30 Rock or Arrested Development, it was funny and it was getting into its groove and it was one of the few new shows this year that I liked. Warren playing girls field hockey was comedy gold. Gold, I tell ya! Now I’ll throw The Goldbergs a bone. And even The Blacklist because I’ve heard good things. But no other new show gets a bone this year. NONE!
Assuming that next year’s pilot season brings the same level of trash to our TV (hello, remember Dads?), I will officially be without a must-watch network comedy when the fall rolls around. Now, now, I love shows like Veep and Episodes, but there’s something really special to me about watching a network comedy. It probably has to do with the fact that it usually means more than just six people watch it. Seriously, I have yet to find anyone who shares my love of Episodes. And sure, it’s great for my DVR’s horrible decision making skills if I’m watching less shows, but it’s incredibly sad for me. (But really DVR, man up and just know which shows to record. If you only have space for one, just pick the one that won’t be online. Duh. So much duh.)
All of this brings me to my battle cry. It’s up to us — and by us, I mean people who like good network comedies – to band together next year and make sure this doesn’t happen again. If there’s anything at all that shows promise or goodness, we must make sure that we force people to watch it. Not at gunpoint, because violence is the worst. But definitely at verbal gunpoint. I honestly don’t think I can handle one more good show being canceled. It’s too hard on me and it’s too hard on my keyboard when I got off on these rants. Seriously, I just typed each and every one of these letters as if it was my last letter.
So who’s with me? And/or scared of me? And who peed their pants when Warren dressed up like Ellen DeGeneres?