Episode Report Card Miss Alli: B- | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT All up in your grill
By Miss Alli | Season 2 | Episode 5 | Aired on 10.06.2004
Later that evening, the teams gather to hear the results of the task. They are addressed by Donald Trump, speaking from a large QVC screen. Trump claims to have watched both presentations live on QVC, and to have found them both very good. He asks George how the women did. George reports that the women sold 659 sponge sets, for gross sales of $17,944.57. Carolyn reports that the men's sold 252 units of the Panini grill, for a total of $17,955. So Mosaic has emerged victorious by $10. Now that is a close contest. Pamela looks disbelieving as the men hoot and high-five each other. Chris immediately tells Kelly that he credits that victory to Kelly pushing for the slightly higher price, which is obviously pretty flawed thinking in a way that Chris is not figuring out. Raj could still easily be right. In fact, Raj could easily be right in a way that Pamela is about to learn about. Trump congratulates the men, and tells them that up to this point they are "clobbering" the women. Pamela takes exception to this in a muttering sort of way, but obviously, I don't think that he means clobbering in this task. I think he means clobbering overall, and there's no denying that the women in general are being...well, clobbered. Trump then says unhappily that he thought it would help to put Pamela with the women but "that hasn't helped either." Right. With the exception of the fact that the women have been getting killed every week and hating each other and working poorly together, and now they turned a lot of that around. But, since they still lost by $10, apparently Pamela did nothing of value. This entire thing just smacks of unfairness. Anyway, Trump tells Mosaic that their reward will include meeting two people he knows personally -- Anna Kournikova and John McEnroe. Wes is obviously really excited about the prospect of hitting on...you know, John McEnroe. The women get to go to the Boardroom again. Well, that ought to be fun.
At the Arthur Ashe Stadium, Mosaic arrives for its tennis reward. Out on the court, John McEnroe is playing Anna Kournikova. He's making a great show of yelling at her, because that's what everyone expects. It's difficult when you become a caricature of yourself, because then people kind of expect you do it all the time. I wonder if he has days when he feels like being rational. If he does, it's probably very frustrating. As they all set up to play, Andy interviews that he loves tennis, and has had a picture of McEnroe on his wall for years. I knew there was something sketchy about Andy. Raj, on the other hand, knows what's really important, so he gets himself talking to Anna Kournikova. I'm fairly sure that in the extended version of the episode on Saturday, they showed that what Raj opens with is asking her if she's engaged. What we see here is just Anna asking him whether he's a gossip columnist or what. He tells her no, he's actually trying to ask her out a date. He tells her that he has a rule that when you meet a woman who's very beautiful, you have to at least try to ask her out. "Well, thank you for trying," she says. Hee hee. Raj tells us in an interview, "You must take a shot. At least at coffee. A totally harmless beverage." You know, I wouldn't like him, and I probably wouldn't talk to him, but I would totally go out with him. I could lie, but I know myself. If he said the "totally harmless beverage" thing to me? Yeah, that's...I'd go. But anyway. (I know. Don't get up. I'm fired. Sars is looking for a new recapper as we speak. ["On the contrary -- I kind of like Raj, actually. Besides, if I fire you for that, I have to fire myself for thinking Wes is hot. Yeah, I said it." -- Sars]) That's why I'm not Anna Kournikova. Well...it's actually one of many reasons. Raj continues to flirt with Anna, and you can tell that she likes it a little bit more than she thinks she's supposed to. She suggests some sort of a dare, which I have to think is an idea put in her ear by someone whose name rhymes with "Mark Burnett," but we'll pretend it's spontaneous. They eventually come up with a bet in which she will serve the ball five times, and if he returns one of them, then presumably, she would go out with him, I guess. If he loses, however, he will have to do a dare.