VCR again

So I set my VCR and got another of the multiple reasons why my dance show wouldn't record, a football fan and the g-d cable box combined.
This morning, I saw the first half hour, and it was glitzier than So You Think You Can Dance, but the beautiful young people working so hard had me rooting for them. East Coast dancers and singers. Then the tape got full of men running into each other.
Last night I got home, and eventually, during an ad, Joe said, "Do you want to see your show?" So I saw the chosen ones whom I had not met, and the glitziness of the ending.
I guess I will have to banish him to the rec room TV as I did for Dancing with The Stars.