Today’s cuppa: Barry’s Classic Blend Irish tea

Tonight is the big finale of "Dancing With the Stars" (talk about a stuffed Tuesday, with "The Shield" ending and a new "NCIS," and "House" and "A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving"), and while I’m not going to make a prediction, I am going to express a preference.

In an earlier post, I expressed my affection for NFL star Warren Sapp and how much I enjoy watching him dance. That enjoyment continues unabated. Brooke Burke is technically dazzling, but I made a cuppa tea during her freestyle last night, knowing I could watch it on my work DVR114731 1873 pre 2 'Dancing' Through the Uprights
today, so I can only assume that I just wasn’t that excited.

Lance Bass and Lacey Schwimmer’s hip-hop freestyle was lame. Even if I liked hip-hop, which I confess I don’t, especially, it was still lame. Any dance number from "Breakin’" or "Breakin’ 2: Electric Boogaloo" — which is about the time frame in which I last liked hip-hop — would have blown it away.

Warren was awesome. Yeah, he’s sometimes bumble-footed and not as flexible around the midriff as Lance and Brooke, but
he’s a real man, he’s got some real skills, and he can show a lady a great time on the dance floor. And he hoists Kym Johnson around like she was a bedpillow.

He’s also got a 1,000-watt smile, boundless good cheer and indefatigable energy (which he shares with a lot of my "Dancing" faves, including Helio Castroneves, Emmitt Smith, Joey Fatone and John O’Hurley, and Julianne Hough on the pro side).

There’s enough stuff out there to bring me down. I don’t want perfection; I don’t want edginess; I want to be happy — or, in this case, Sapp-y.

Win, lose or draw, he’s my guy.

Posted by:Kate O'Hare