�Extreme� ESPN television has officially gone too far. As if televised chess isn�t bad enough, the other night I actually watched the World Scrabble Championship on the deuce. The event was sponsored by the National Scrabble Association (NSA)- yes there is one. I was in complete disbelief as I watched the player cutaway �vignettes� and ridiculous commentary. They focused on a blind player for a bit, which was pretty fascinating. Her pieces were in Braille. They would periodically spotlight players discussing their �proudest scrabble moments�. The nerdbags would describe the time they scored 75 points with one word and wowed all their friends/star trek buddies. I couldn�t help but to wonder how (or if) those guys ever get laid. The best were the ones with �scrabble gloves� on; you know in case your fingers get worn to the bone while pulling the pieces out of the bag. It was beyond amazing. When I realized I was contributing to the ratings, I quickly changed the channel to Gay, Straight or Taken. Now that�s some worthwhile television**In an alternate universe where really bad ideas are terribly executed yet intriguing enough to watch by yourself when no ones looking.
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