Treasure Hunters - Air Date July 17
Did they do it? Huh?
Did they do it? Huh?
Did they do it? Huh?
The big question this past week, the one everyone was buzzing around the water cooler about... Would Darth Chuck and Genius Francis leave Genius Sam behind and go down to a two-person team? A Sith Lord and his apprentice, if you will.
Before we get our answer though, we get an update from Keith Brown, who let's us know he tore his hamstring. Ouch! He's out for the duration, but what about his brothers?
Not yet. First it's time for a little team we sometimes sarcastically refer to as the Geniuses. Darth Chuck and Genius Francis are still talking about how logical it would be to dump Sam, especially considering that they don't know how close behind the Browns are to them. Their decision?
Not yet, bucko. The Ex-CIAs just found their treasure, ran across a field, and got another message on their Motorola phone. Lucious Laird was just calling to say hi, he was wondering how they were doing, did they want to go see a movie next weekend, and oh, they were at a safehouse where escaping slaves once took shelter. In the house were piles and piles of quilts, and a whole heck of a lot of gourds. The Ex-CIAs must have felt like they were out of their gourd!(You can use that, Stella from Last Comic Standing, you need the material.)
Laird of the Flies told them to keep their eyes open for hints, at which time we see a camera shot of the word FREEDOM written on a door. Most of it was blue, but the letters R-E-D were in red. That didn't even click with me, and I didn't just spend half the day in a swamp. They started checking quilts and gourds but didn't find anything yet before we cut to...
The Geniuses? No, the Southie Boys who are always a spirit booster when they appear. Seriously, they're hot, okay. But with them were the Fogals, and Kayte was still acting more like a 2-year-old preschooler than a 25-year-old teacher. Now I'm in my mid-80s, and in all my long years I've never heard an adult throw a tantrum like this. I try to deal with bad behaviour here in a fun way, but this is just horrible. How she hasn't ruined her vocal chords, I don't know. And no, I'm not in my mid-80s.
Proud father Brad Fogal tells us this isn't anything new with his pride and joy, and we get a glimpse back, thanks to the show, of some of her behaviour over the course of the hunt.
I'd like to take a moment here to apologize to Brad and Margie Fogal. Not for calling them evil, because they did to evil stuff and that made them fun to write about, but because there was one incident that I used as more evidence of their evilness and I was wrong.
From Realivision's comprehensive coverage of the season premiere...
The Fogal's daughter, Kayte (why the Y? WHY?), had the lid of a crate fall heavily on to her hand, causing much payne (see what happens with careless use of the letter Y?) and the fear that she may have broken her hand. Not any fear for her parents though who, through the power of pastor prayer quite possibly, shut out their offspring's agony and kept working until they were able to open the crate.
The Y is still just wrong, but I had no idea at this point that Kayte was just the fragile flower that she is.
The Southies amazingly put up with this far longer than any non-family member would reasonably have to and stuck with the Fogals even though Brad told them to go ahead. When time matters, helping another team that isn't seriously in trouble isn't the best idea, and this bit them in the hiney when Team Air Force caught up and passed them by. Brooke of the Air Force said in a camera interview that you don't really want to slow yourself down to help another team. With the exception of someone being hurt and making sure they're getting the attention they need, I agree. This wasn't an intended fogaling, but they were fogaled none-the-less by their big, handsome hearts.
This gave the Southies the kick they needed and they parted ways with the Fogals. Martin told the camera that they need to be first or second every time to give themselves as much time as possible to solve the clues before other teams arrive. Realivision does play favourites, so I'll just nicely say I don't think the Southies give themselves enough credit, even if they did let Kayte slow them down. Or wasted time in the mine earlier this season by actually mining. Or carried the Fogals' canoe for them. I'm telling you now, Boys, if it gets down to just the teams I like the jokes are going to have to come from somewhere.
Speaking of favourites, we then get to catch up with Team Miss USA, or as I'm thinking of renaming them, the Pageanteers. Except that I already called the Hanlons the Mulleteers, and the Miss USAs are a good, underestimated team. Plus I can't really use "Somethingteers" twice for one show. Or can I? Let's just see where my muse takes me. Nothing much is happening now anyway, we just find out they have a heck of a lot of bug bites.
SAM! I see Genius Sam! He's really nervous, wondering if the others are ever going to come back for him. If they don't, I wonder if in ten years there will be a genius skeleton at the foot of the big tree there, and the mournful gasping of an asthmatic ghost wailing in the night, "ChaaAAArrRRLLlllessss! AAaaaRRrrrreee yyYYyooOOooOUUUuu coooOOOmmMMiiiNNGgggg fffFFFfoooorrrrRRR mmMmmEEee?"
Then we see Sam waiting, while a plaintive tune plays to tell us a tale of his loneliness and tears. But then it happens, from behind some reeds a boat appears, and in that boat is Chuck!
Oh, Charles! You're NOT evil! You're just an annoying, obnoxious schmuck to have treated your friend so! His reasons weren't completely selfless, as he admits that Sam is the only one who doesn't get lost driving, but in the end if they're going to be a team, they're going to be a team.
Francis admits to the camera that at this point they want to do better in the hunt, but when it comes down to it, you don't screw over your friends.
I wonder if maybe, just maybe, they also realized that if they did leave Sam behind, they wouldn't be able to show their faces around the internet for years to come. "how cud u do tht 2 ur BFF?!!?!??" I don't blame them. I couldn't put up with that for years either. Heh. I bet those nerds even have blogs!
.
.
.
Ah, right.
Where were we?
The Ex-CIAs were still in the house searching for their next clue. They searched quilts, destroyed a gourd, then suddenly one of them found a pouch in one of the quilts and after 38 minutes of searching, found their clue.
That was something new this episode that we hadn't seen before. A graphic showing us how long a team spent on a task. I know this isn't something that can be used frequently because some suspense must be had, but I like it, and it comes in very useful throughout this episode.
There was a wonderful quote about prefering to die free than live a slave, one obvious clue ("This warrants some reflection"), and a location, the Dock Street Theatre in Charleston.
At the theatre there were mirrors on every pillar. Hmmm. That warrants some reflection.
Back at the house, Team Air Force and the Southies were now smashing gourds and looking for the clue. After 34 minutes, the Southies found it and were off. Thanks to the editing, shaky camera work, and what appeared to be an Air Forcer reading the clue, I had to rewind and watch a few times to see that it was them. The Air Force found theirs shortly after though and were leaving just as the Fogals arrive, complete with an entire Search and Rescue team in case Kayte stubs her toe.
The Ex-Spooks were still at the theatre, and we join them as they've been searching just over 90 minutes. There's a commercial break, then we're back and it's been almost two and a quarter hours of them searching. They're Ex-CIA, not Ex-MI5, home of James Bond. If 007 were there, he would have found the clue, killed the bad guy, and be making love to an impassioned Kayte Fogal while still having time left over to the next location.
I was unaware of just how much of a lead the Spooks had up to that point, but it wasn't until around then that the Air Force and Southies showed up.
The search still wasn't going well, and in an interview Martin Southie (yes, I've taken to using that as their last name) said he was looking up and down "like a knucklehead". I loved the way that sounded with that Boston accent and want him to leave my outgoing voicemail message. "Tabby can't come to the phone right now, the knucklehead. Leave a message and send her some chowdah!"
After 44 minutes, one of the Air Forcers was breathing on a mirror, revealing the next clue. A picture and the words "Fort Pulaski".
By the time the Fogals arrived, the other teams had left. Thankfully they had Kayte teo help them fall even further behind as she reflected on the clue and thought the mirrors meant nothing.
Fortunately for them, not everyone has left the last stage of the game yet, and now the Miss USAs find the house and start searching for their clue. And that was it for them for now, because we then cut to the Geniuses.
They're walking and talking, and Charles knows they're ahead of the Browns but doesn't know by how much, so they have to keep going as best they can.
But what about the Brown Family? Well, if anything good was to come from Keith's injury is that Tonny and Terrance got their own special private Motorola message from Lairdolicious. That he was ready and standing by to send the Motorola message to this unfortunate team speaks volumes about the committment foxy Laird has to the game.
The Browns are given two options. They could take a six hour delay and skip the swamp, just the two of them going on, or they can end the game right there. Just like the deal the Grad Students didn't get. Anyway, they call up Keith and it's decided the two will go on.
At the house, after a 49 minute search Kaitlyn of the Pageanteers (no, I'm not feeling it) found the clue, and the Miss USAs were able to go on.
The Ex-CIAs, Southies, and Air Force reached Fort Pulaski. Lairdipoo called them up, gave the usual history lesson because reality gameshows should be educational, and told them how soldiers in the Civil War had to be creative in hiding secrets. The next clue would be hidden in plain sight in America's most famous symbol. I didn't see the Golden Arches as the teams drove up, but maybe they're there somewhere.
After 1 hour and 47 minutes of searching, the Fogals still hadn't found the mirror clue. It turns out she doesn't even need physical exertion to get whiny as Kayte didn't "want to look stupid anymore, I just don't!" Well, maybe keeping your mouth shut might be a start. She then put all the blame on dad Brad, saying he really got them sidetracked and he's doing something that's making no sense. I really hope she never ends up teaching my children.
This worked out well for the Miss USAs, as the Fogals were still there when they arrived. They all examine mirrors, then Brad noticed something on one. When he breathed on it, he got their clue. I miss the evil Brad. I could have cracked wise about him breathing on it and the glass melting or something like that. Darn you, nice Brad!
Where are the Geniuses in all of this? They just arrived at the safehouse. They gave a quick little look around when Charles tried putting on the red glasses that they previously used for the Don't Tread On Me flag. Sure enough there is a star on a piece of cloth he can only see while wearing the glasses. Remember the FREEDOM/RED message I mentioned earlier? Yup, this is what it meant. It took the Geniuses all of 9 minutes to find the clue. Just for that, I will drop all sarcastic inflection on their team name for the rest of this recap.
Holding down the fort were the first three teams who found themselves a room with a bunch of flags. They looked around for a bit, when the one woman in the group, Air Force's Brook, noticed on a plaque that it talked about soldiers leaving messages in the top of the flagpole, and sure enough there they were. I'm not particularly fond of Team Air Force, but I felt good for her.
What they found were maps with pretty clear directions but no name of a location that was about 15 miles from where they were.
They all arrive there when Laird of the Flies calls and gives another history lesson. Somewhere around there the next artifact is buried. They had no clues to tell them where and how deep the artifacts were buried, but there were only six of them and seven teams left.
They started digging at 5:53pm, so you know if we're being shown that, this is going to be a long dig.
Except for the Air Force, who got their artifact after seventeen minutes. The artifact is a burial mask, but whose?
It was dark by the time the Browns were able to move on. Lord Laird of Motorolaville called them and told them about the theatre, and that "It bears reflection."
At the theatre, the Geniuses arrived and started looking around. Going back to the Browns, we see them only 20 miles from the theatre. Would they catch up?
Now I'm not sure if we got to see how long it took, thanks to the television station plastering a huge friggin' graphic at the bottom of the screen (a practice I really despise), but the Geniuses found the clue. Which Genius? Sam of course, the one who came so close to being dumped.
Ten minutes behind them, the Browns arrived.
There are, of course, still teams digging. Over four hours at this point. It's not so bad, because we got to see John Southie all sweaty in his sleeveless shirt. Yum.
At 10:51pm, the Ex-Spooks found a box and got the second mask, just in time to see the Miss USAs and Fogals arrive.
After an hour, Kayte Fogal was being her usual winning self and making the job more difficult for her dad. She then complained that she hates holding flashlights so that he could see. Seriously, she's 25. And a teacher.
Around midnight they still weren't having any luck. But after six and a half hours, the Southies finally hit a box, causing John to shout "WE GOT A F---ING BOX!" repeatedly. For the record, I have no problem with the word, but for you my gentle readers, I keep Realivision PG. Anyway, after six and a half hours, I'd be screaming like that too.
The Geniuses got to the fort, started looking around, and we went back to the diggers.
At 2:01am, Kayte was complaining again, thinking her dad wasn't doing a good enough job and looking in the right place. He was willing to placate her, but he just wanted to finish the hole he was working on first. Sure enough, there the mask was. Kayte? IN YOUR FACE! HA!
How much later I don't know, but Melissa of the USAs started crying from the stress. Not in a Kayte kind of way, something more acceptable. What I didn't know and we weren't shown, here is a little non-broadcast story for you, is that Melissa had hurt her arm. She had x-rays taken after the show, and she had three hairline fractures. That she's sharing that means that it likely won't be game ending or affect the game much, but she was hurting. After 4 hours and 20 minutes, they started talking about quitting the hunt. Wha'? No! I really like these women and they've been impressing the heck out of me! They can't quit now! One thing to understand is that this is still part of the same very long day that saw them trudging through the swamp, and more imporantly they were calm about it and not throwing fits.
The Browns were in the theatre, and closing in on three hours Tonny thought to breathe on a mirror, getting their next location.
At the fort, the Geniuses found the flags and didn't take too long in finding the map.
After a twenty minute rest, the Miss USAs decided to try another spot. Yes! It's one thing to feel disheartened, but to still keep on going? Yay!
They were still there when the Geniuses showed up, so things were starting to get tight again. Then it happened. At 4:54am the Miss USAs found an artifact then went on to have a less profanity-laden celebration, but still a heartfelt one.
Back from commercial, the sun was coming up and the Geniuses had been digging for 2 hours and 39 minutes, while the Browns were only five miles from Fort Pulaski. It didn't matter, because the Geniuses found their mask and the Browns got their elimination phone call before even reaching the fort.
All this tired me out, so I think it's time for bed.
*** UPDATE: The joys of editing! Melissa from Team Miss USA has pointed out that they had actually left the dig site before Charles in Charge and company showed up. Normally this wouldn't matter as editing for suspense and story is commonplace, but it makes a difference here as they got themselves back into the game without the sudden threat from another team.
Did they do it? Huh?
Did they do it? Huh?
The big question this past week, the one everyone was buzzing around the water cooler about... Would Darth Chuck and Genius Francis leave Genius Sam behind and go down to a two-person team? A Sith Lord and his apprentice, if you will.
Before we get our answer though, we get an update from Keith Brown, who let's us know he tore his hamstring. Ouch! He's out for the duration, but what about his brothers?
Not yet. First it's time for a little team we sometimes sarcastically refer to as the Geniuses. Darth Chuck and Genius Francis are still talking about how logical it would be to dump Sam, especially considering that they don't know how close behind the Browns are to them. Their decision?
Not yet, bucko. The Ex-CIAs just found their treasure, ran across a field, and got another message on their Motorola phone. Lucious Laird was just calling to say hi, he was wondering how they were doing, did they want to go see a movie next weekend, and oh, they were at a safehouse where escaping slaves once took shelter. In the house were piles and piles of quilts, and a whole heck of a lot of gourds. The Ex-CIAs must have felt like they were out of their gourd!(You can use that, Stella from Last Comic Standing, you need the material.)
Laird of the Flies told them to keep their eyes open for hints, at which time we see a camera shot of the word FREEDOM written on a door. Most of it was blue, but the letters R-E-D were in red. That didn't even click with me, and I didn't just spend half the day in a swamp. They started checking quilts and gourds but didn't find anything yet before we cut to...
The Geniuses? No, the Southie Boys who are always a spirit booster when they appear. Seriously, they're hot, okay. But with them were the Fogals, and Kayte was still acting more like a 2-year-old preschooler than a 25-year-old teacher. Now I'm in my mid-80s, and in all my long years I've never heard an adult throw a tantrum like this. I try to deal with bad behaviour here in a fun way, but this is just horrible. How she hasn't ruined her vocal chords, I don't know. And no, I'm not in my mid-80s.
Proud father Brad Fogal tells us this isn't anything new with his pride and joy, and we get a glimpse back, thanks to the show, of some of her behaviour over the course of the hunt.
I'd like to take a moment here to apologize to Brad and Margie Fogal. Not for calling them evil, because they did to evil stuff and that made them fun to write about, but because there was one incident that I used as more evidence of their evilness and I was wrong.
From Realivision's comprehensive coverage of the season premiere...
The Fogal's daughter, Kayte (why the Y? WHY?), had the lid of a crate fall heavily on to her hand, causing much payne (see what happens with careless use of the letter Y?) and the fear that she may have broken her hand. Not any fear for her parents though who, through the power of pastor prayer quite possibly, shut out their offspring's agony and kept working until they were able to open the crate.
The Y is still just wrong, but I had no idea at this point that Kayte was just the fragile flower that she is.
The Southies amazingly put up with this far longer than any non-family member would reasonably have to and stuck with the Fogals even though Brad told them to go ahead. When time matters, helping another team that isn't seriously in trouble isn't the best idea, and this bit them in the hiney when Team Air Force caught up and passed them by. Brooke of the Air Force said in a camera interview that you don't really want to slow yourself down to help another team. With the exception of someone being hurt and making sure they're getting the attention they need, I agree. This wasn't an intended fogaling, but they were fogaled none-the-less by their big, handsome hearts.
This gave the Southies the kick they needed and they parted ways with the Fogals. Martin told the camera that they need to be first or second every time to give themselves as much time as possible to solve the clues before other teams arrive. Realivision does play favourites, so I'll just nicely say I don't think the Southies give themselves enough credit, even if they did let Kayte slow them down. Or wasted time in the mine earlier this season by actually mining. Or carried the Fogals' canoe for them. I'm telling you now, Boys, if it gets down to just the teams I like the jokes are going to have to come from somewhere.
Speaking of favourites, we then get to catch up with Team Miss USA, or as I'm thinking of renaming them, the Pageanteers. Except that I already called the Hanlons the Mulleteers, and the Miss USAs are a good, underestimated team. Plus I can't really use "Somethingteers" twice for one show. Or can I? Let's just see where my muse takes me. Nothing much is happening now anyway, we just find out they have a heck of a lot of bug bites.
SAM! I see Genius Sam! He's really nervous, wondering if the others are ever going to come back for him. If they don't, I wonder if in ten years there will be a genius skeleton at the foot of the big tree there, and the mournful gasping of an asthmatic ghost wailing in the night, "ChaaAAArrRRLLlllessss! AAaaaRRrrrreee yyYYyooOOooOUUUuu coooOOOmmMMiiiNNGgggg fffFFFfoooorrrrRRR mmMmmEEee?"
Then we see Sam waiting, while a plaintive tune plays to tell us a tale of his loneliness and tears. But then it happens, from behind some reeds a boat appears, and in that boat is Chuck!
Oh, Charles! You're NOT evil! You're just an annoying, obnoxious schmuck to have treated your friend so! His reasons weren't completely selfless, as he admits that Sam is the only one who doesn't get lost driving, but in the end if they're going to be a team, they're going to be a team.
Francis admits to the camera that at this point they want to do better in the hunt, but when it comes down to it, you don't screw over your friends.
I wonder if maybe, just maybe, they also realized that if they did leave Sam behind, they wouldn't be able to show their faces around the internet for years to come. "how cud u do tht 2 ur BFF?!!?!??" I don't blame them. I couldn't put up with that for years either. Heh. I bet those nerds even have blogs!
.
.
.
Ah, right.
Where were we?
The Ex-CIAs were still in the house searching for their next clue. They searched quilts, destroyed a gourd, then suddenly one of them found a pouch in one of the quilts and after 38 minutes of searching, found their clue.
That was something new this episode that we hadn't seen before. A graphic showing us how long a team spent on a task. I know this isn't something that can be used frequently because some suspense must be had, but I like it, and it comes in very useful throughout this episode.
There was a wonderful quote about prefering to die free than live a slave, one obvious clue ("This warrants some reflection"), and a location, the Dock Street Theatre in Charleston.
At the theatre there were mirrors on every pillar. Hmmm. That warrants some reflection.
Back at the house, Team Air Force and the Southies were now smashing gourds and looking for the clue. After 34 minutes, the Southies found it and were off. Thanks to the editing, shaky camera work, and what appeared to be an Air Forcer reading the clue, I had to rewind and watch a few times to see that it was them. The Air Force found theirs shortly after though and were leaving just as the Fogals arrive, complete with an entire Search and Rescue team in case Kayte stubs her toe.
The Ex-Spooks were still at the theatre, and we join them as they've been searching just over 90 minutes. There's a commercial break, then we're back and it's been almost two and a quarter hours of them searching. They're Ex-CIA, not Ex-MI5, home of James Bond. If 007 were there, he would have found the clue, killed the bad guy, and be making love to an impassioned Kayte Fogal while still having time left over to the next location.
I was unaware of just how much of a lead the Spooks had up to that point, but it wasn't until around then that the Air Force and Southies showed up.
The search still wasn't going well, and in an interview Martin Southie (yes, I've taken to using that as their last name) said he was looking up and down "like a knucklehead". I loved the way that sounded with that Boston accent and want him to leave my outgoing voicemail message. "Tabby can't come to the phone right now, the knucklehead. Leave a message and send her some chowdah!"
After 44 minutes, one of the Air Forcers was breathing on a mirror, revealing the next clue. A picture and the words "Fort Pulaski".
By the time the Fogals arrived, the other teams had left. Thankfully they had Kayte teo help them fall even further behind as she reflected on the clue and thought the mirrors meant nothing.
Fortunately for them, not everyone has left the last stage of the game yet, and now the Miss USAs find the house and start searching for their clue. And that was it for them for now, because we then cut to the Geniuses.
They're walking and talking, and Charles knows they're ahead of the Browns but doesn't know by how much, so they have to keep going as best they can.
But what about the Brown Family? Well, if anything good was to come from Keith's injury is that Tonny and Terrance got their own special private Motorola message from Lairdolicious. That he was ready and standing by to send the Motorola message to this unfortunate team speaks volumes about the committment foxy Laird has to the game.
The Browns are given two options. They could take a six hour delay and skip the swamp, just the two of them going on, or they can end the game right there. Just like the deal the Grad Students didn't get. Anyway, they call up Keith and it's decided the two will go on.
At the house, after a 49 minute search Kaitlyn of the Pageanteers (no, I'm not feeling it) found the clue, and the Miss USAs were able to go on.
The Ex-CIAs, Southies, and Air Force reached Fort Pulaski. Lairdipoo called them up, gave the usual history lesson because reality gameshows should be educational, and told them how soldiers in the Civil War had to be creative in hiding secrets. The next clue would be hidden in plain sight in America's most famous symbol. I didn't see the Golden Arches as the teams drove up, but maybe they're there somewhere.
After 1 hour and 47 minutes of searching, the Fogals still hadn't found the mirror clue. It turns out she doesn't even need physical exertion to get whiny as Kayte didn't "want to look stupid anymore, I just don't!" Well, maybe keeping your mouth shut might be a start. She then put all the blame on dad Brad, saying he really got them sidetracked and he's doing something that's making no sense. I really hope she never ends up teaching my children.
This worked out well for the Miss USAs, as the Fogals were still there when they arrived. They all examine mirrors, then Brad noticed something on one. When he breathed on it, he got their clue. I miss the evil Brad. I could have cracked wise about him breathing on it and the glass melting or something like that. Darn you, nice Brad!
Where are the Geniuses in all of this? They just arrived at the safehouse. They gave a quick little look around when Charles tried putting on the red glasses that they previously used for the Don't Tread On Me flag. Sure enough there is a star on a piece of cloth he can only see while wearing the glasses. Remember the FREEDOM/RED message I mentioned earlier? Yup, this is what it meant. It took the Geniuses all of 9 minutes to find the clue. Just for that, I will drop all sarcastic inflection on their team name for the rest of this recap.
Holding down the fort were the first three teams who found themselves a room with a bunch of flags. They looked around for a bit, when the one woman in the group, Air Force's Brook, noticed on a plaque that it talked about soldiers leaving messages in the top of the flagpole, and sure enough there they were. I'm not particularly fond of Team Air Force, but I felt good for her.
What they found were maps with pretty clear directions but no name of a location that was about 15 miles from where they were.
They all arrive there when Laird of the Flies calls and gives another history lesson. Somewhere around there the next artifact is buried. They had no clues to tell them where and how deep the artifacts were buried, but there were only six of them and seven teams left.
They started digging at 5:53pm, so you know if we're being shown that, this is going to be a long dig.
Except for the Air Force, who got their artifact after seventeen minutes. The artifact is a burial mask, but whose?
It was dark by the time the Browns were able to move on. Lord Laird of Motorolaville called them and told them about the theatre, and that "It bears reflection."
At the theatre, the Geniuses arrived and started looking around. Going back to the Browns, we see them only 20 miles from the theatre. Would they catch up?
Now I'm not sure if we got to see how long it took, thanks to the television station plastering a huge friggin' graphic at the bottom of the screen (a practice I really despise), but the Geniuses found the clue. Which Genius? Sam of course, the one who came so close to being dumped.
Ten minutes behind them, the Browns arrived.
There are, of course, still teams digging. Over four hours at this point. It's not so bad, because we got to see John Southie all sweaty in his sleeveless shirt. Yum.
At 10:51pm, the Ex-Spooks found a box and got the second mask, just in time to see the Miss USAs and Fogals arrive.
After an hour, Kayte Fogal was being her usual winning self and making the job more difficult for her dad. She then complained that she hates holding flashlights so that he could see. Seriously, she's 25. And a teacher.
Around midnight they still weren't having any luck. But after six and a half hours, the Southies finally hit a box, causing John to shout "WE GOT A F---ING BOX!" repeatedly. For the record, I have no problem with the word, but for you my gentle readers, I keep Realivision PG. Anyway, after six and a half hours, I'd be screaming like that too.
The Geniuses got to the fort, started looking around, and we went back to the diggers.
At 2:01am, Kayte was complaining again, thinking her dad wasn't doing a good enough job and looking in the right place. He was willing to placate her, but he just wanted to finish the hole he was working on first. Sure enough, there the mask was. Kayte? IN YOUR FACE! HA!
How much later I don't know, but Melissa of the USAs started crying from the stress. Not in a Kayte kind of way, something more acceptable. What I didn't know and we weren't shown, here is a little non-broadcast story for you, is that Melissa had hurt her arm. She had x-rays taken after the show, and she had three hairline fractures. That she's sharing that means that it likely won't be game ending or affect the game much, but she was hurting. After 4 hours and 20 minutes, they started talking about quitting the hunt. Wha'? No! I really like these women and they've been impressing the heck out of me! They can't quit now! One thing to understand is that this is still part of the same very long day that saw them trudging through the swamp, and more imporantly they were calm about it and not throwing fits.
The Browns were in the theatre, and closing in on three hours Tonny thought to breathe on a mirror, getting their next location.
At the fort, the Geniuses found the flags and didn't take too long in finding the map.
After a twenty minute rest, the Miss USAs decided to try another spot. Yes! It's one thing to feel disheartened, but to still keep on going? Yay!
They were still there when the Geniuses showed up, so things were starting to get tight again. Then it happened. At 4:54am the Miss USAs found an artifact then went on to have a less profanity-laden celebration, but still a heartfelt one.
Back from commercial, the sun was coming up and the Geniuses had been digging for 2 hours and 39 minutes, while the Browns were only five miles from Fort Pulaski. It didn't matter, because the Geniuses found their mask and the Browns got their elimination phone call before even reaching the fort.
All this tired me out, so I think it's time for bed.
*** UPDATE: The joys of editing! Melissa from Team Miss USA has pointed out that they had actually left the dig site before Charles in Charge and company showed up. Normally this wouldn't matter as editing for suspense and story is commonplace, but it makes a difference here as they got themselves back into the game without the sudden threat from another team.
posted by Tabby at 7:17 p.m.
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