I can’t complain.
The brilliant minds behind How I Met Your Mother could have left us dangling for the summer in all sorts of ways, but after watching last night’s hour long finale, I repeat: I can’t complain.
If watching the gang crowd around Marvin Waitforit Eriksen didn’t leave you teary eyed, then surely watching the slow pan up to a wedding dress-wearing Robin as she prepared to marry Barney struck you right in the gut. I, for one, was ugly crying into a nearby pillow. Let’s start at the beginning.
We picked up where we left off last episode with Marshall and Barney drunk in Atlantic City. The two were doing everything in their power to get home in time for the birth, which included Marshall imagining a gorilla doing karate on an ATM machine and struggling to get up two steps. Lots of credit must go to Jason Segel for playing a superb drunkard. I could totally empathize with his stepping plight. We’ve all been there, right?
Thankfully, Barney was on hand to pick up the slack, and after a botched attempt at hijacking a motorcycle on display, the two finally found their way onto a senior citizen-filled bus…heading to Buffalo. Wrong direction, boys. I really thought Barney’s earnest speech to the rigid bus driver might tempt him to head towards New York, but unless it was an emergency, a U-turn was not happening. Fortunately, the senior citizens on board took pity on the stranded pair, and in a move I’m choosing to attribute to Dead Poet’s Society, one by one rose from their cramped bus seats, fervently declaring, “I’m having a heart attack!” It was beautiful. It really was.
Back in New York, Lily was in all-out panic mode as she waited to go to the hospital with Robin and Ted, who managed to put their differences aside to help her. I was unsure if these two would bicker in front of Lily, or even ignore each other, and I was really pleased to see that they didn’t. After several episodes apart, it was nice to see a fairly seamless transition back into friendship mode, but it’s moments like these that always shift things back into perspective.
Lily needed a good distraction from the pain, and there was no better way to do that than to regale her with all of the best stories from the gang’s past. Some of the chosen stories were Ted and the Cuban Sandwich Crisis, The Worst Cab Ride Ever, The Time We Tested if Banana Peels are Really Slippery, When Barney Tried to Pick Up Girls as the Terminator, and (my personal favorite) Where Does That Door Go? Answer: Nowhere, but it did give Marshall a good scare.
In between trading the most random stories, which could each be an episode in itself, Ted managed to find the time to send out a “Kick-Ass Labor Announcement E-mail” featuring a man, a woman, and their best friend embarking on the grand journey of Lily’s dilating cervix. And they want YOU to be a part of it’s grand opening! (What is our society turning into?) Thankfully, Lily’s contractions finally reached four-minute intervals, and off to the hospital they went.
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