An Ode to Two-A-Days

I don’t know about you, but I can’t get enough teenage drama. If you’re like me, you didn’t miss a moment of Two-A-Days this season. Ok, so I only watched 4 or 5 of the shows, but I can still act like I was obsessed.

I mean, seriously, where else can I watch DeJohn and Brittany stomp around the woods in matching camo gear and carry on awkward teenager relationship conversation? God I just hope they can stay together next year. I’ll be prayin’ for um, tell you that much. Where else can I bask in the reflected glory of quarterback Ross Wilson? No where, that’s where.

Where else can I flip on the tube to find a hippie haired middle aged high school male cheerleading coach freak out over whether or not his squad can get the big football team bust through at the beginning of the game banner thing ready in time for the Vestavia game. Not too many places…

Two-A-Days, like so many other MTV shows, gives me all the made for TV manipulated teenage drama I can handle in the comfort of my own home.

Last night we saw what I assume will be the last Two-A-Days, ever. A few observations:

Fact. Brittany and DeJohn will never make it as a couple in college. I just don’t see it happening. I mean, they say they’re going to stay together once they’re at Alabama, but I just don’t know. He’ll join a fraternity and she’ll join a sorority and things will happen…

They’ll like, see each other at a band party and she’ll be like, “oh hey DeJohn, what’s up?” and he’ll be like, “I just can’t handle seeing you here. It’s just not the same like that time when we went to Hoover and were stars in the MTV hit show, Two-a-days.” And she’ll be like, “Can’t you stop living in the past, DeJohn! Two-a-days is over and we’ve got to move on with our lives! High school was, like, pretty cool, but like, we go to Alabama now!"

They’ll start to make new friends and slowly grow apart. Seen it a million times. That’s a lot of times.

Maybe next year they’ll do a Two-A-Day’s “college edition.” Don’t think you wouldn’t watch. Ok you probably wouldn’t, but I would. I gots to see what my booiii Repete’s up to these days. Holla at cha Repete! Chea!