Well, that was about the most underwhelming surprise that I knew from day one.  Rock wins, Rock wins!  Toot, toot, toot.

I mean, c’mon, against the nanny who doesn’t do any housecleaning from California?  Were you really worried, Rock?  And Josh, the Mars God of War lookalike, if you can’t fry a crabcake without burning it 9 times over, then I think you may be in the wrong profession.

The best part of the show was Gordon Ramsey talking about the cooks and what he was excited to see them do.  He bounces!  And where do I get one of those short-sleeved chef coats?  Commercial announcing ‘new’ show called Kitchen Nightmares.  This is not a new show!  In Britain, Ramsey has been hosting a show called Ramsey’s Kitchen Nightmares for years!  I guess the producers in America haven’t seen it.  Next they’ll be touting “The F-Word” as “Get Outta My Kitchen, You Don-kay!” (and if you watch HK, you’ll know exactly what I mean.)

Good luck in Vegas, Rock.  If all your troubles were as easy as picking you to win, I’m sure you’ll do fabulous.