As always, we ended the season in a trivial fashion. It was debaters vs. Speecho-Americans all the way, and I’d guess I’d have to say that the S-As won it in the end. It was a bleak, albeit entertaining evening. Apparently today’s adolescents have not seen a movie older than Expendables III (coming out this coming August), read a book not written by J.K. Rowling, or seen a TV show without a character named Spongebob. They’ve never traveled further than the outskirts of town, think Michelangelo is French, thereby assuming that someone else wallpapered the Sistine Chapel, cannot identify a single Rolling Stone, much less the dead one, and think every name they don’t recognize must be a character in Oliver Twist. My “expert” on James Bond films wasn’t able to identify correctly the star of any of them. Amanda Wingfield should have roused at least one S-A, you would think? Blank stares all around. Good luck with your own gentleman callers, ladies.
Try a test:
I am the monarch of the sea
The ruler of the queen’s navy
Whose praise Great Britan loudly chants—
What comes next? If you are not ear-wormed immediately with sisters and cousins (whom he reckons by the dozens) and his aunts, woe is you. Granted, I don’t expect teenagers to get this, but to suggest that it is somehow relevant to a certain Major General put my fellow coach on my little list, needless to say. Still, there were no answers Tuesday to rival the former Bean Trivia all-time classic, identifying a certain green Muppet as Hermit the Crab.
Next time out it’s going to be all Disney. Maybe they can identify which Disney princess doesn’t have a leg to stand on, for instance. I dunno. It’s a tough group.
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