Yanks or Phillies? Nah, I Rooted for 'Glee'

Four games in, and I'm still not sure who to root for in this World Series. I live in New Jersey -- so technically, New York and Philadelphia are both my neighbors. But I'm a Mets fan. We hate the Yankees and the Phillies. It's like asking, "Which Desperate Housewife do you hate less? Flaming-red, snooty Bree? Or big money, big attitude Gabrielle?" Well, neither. I love to hate them both.

So it worked for me that Game Three's national anthem on Saturday night came courtesy of the cast of Glee. See, I used to be torn about Glee, too.

Everyone's talking about Glee. Our hipster friends in Brooklyn, who don't even own a TV, are talking about Glee. (They haven't seen it, but somehow news of it has permeated their cocoon of cool.) Everybody's got Glee on their "Best New Shows" list. And people (yes, more than one) keep on referring to themselves as Gleeks.

I came to the Glee party a little late -- on Episode 3, "Acafellas." I sat down and waited for my world to get rocked. But Will Shuester (the glee club coach played by Matthew Morrison) was so earnest, so wide-eyed -- and such a dead ringer for Justin Timberlake -- that a really mean c-word came shimmying into my head. Corny. (Or cheesy -- that works, too.)

I'm not one of those women who spurn a nice guy like Will, and swoon over cads. I'm happily married to a nice guy of my own. But my first time watching Glee, I could see why it happens. Nice can be unappealing. For me, the ick moment was when Will, in all his near-tearful sincerity, delivered the new baby news to his parents. I know the show is meant to be satirical and over-the-top. But he was so earnest, it verged on..cloying. "Oh, Justin," I thought. "This is not bringing sexy back." Was this what all the hype was about? My heart began to sink a little.

Then Glee did what musicals do so well. A few scenes later, a silly pop song kicked in -- "This Is How We Do It" -- and Will started dancing and singing (not unlike Justin Timberlake). And so did everybody around him. And my heart smiled. How corny! But it was fun corny. And there were several more song-and-dance numbers after that--big, cheesy, fun ones. By episode's end, I remembered that strange and mysterious truth about TV musicals: Corny can sometimes be cool. And I've been into Glee ever since. I'm no Gleek or anything, but it's on my Tivo schedule.

On Saturday night, when the World Series TV cameras focused in on the gang from Glee, I was glad to see them. I rooted for them. Amber Riley (who plays Mercedes Jones) belted out the main vocals, and the others sang backup, coming in on "…and the rocket's red glare." It was uplifting, inspiring. Mostly, it was fun, rooting for Glee.

The rest of the game was -- oh, I don't know. I went to bed halfway through it.

Have you jumped on the Glee bandwagon? Chime in below!

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