Let’s face it, after last night’s results show that sent one of season 9’s most polarizing contestants packing, everyone has a hole in his or her Idol heart for one reason or another.
First, you have the nostalgic group, the ones who wept at the sight of our past contestants in the montage video of hometown visits, while simultaneously crying out, ”Why, God? Why!?” A few in this group probably couldn’t help but crack a hint of a smile when Fantasia belted a rendition of ”Bittersweet” with enough vitality to reach into the depths of our dark souls and shed a little light, or when Daughtry’s voice once again echoed off the walls of the Idoldome with power unheard of for most (if not all) of season 9.
Then you have Michael Lynche fans. The loyal group that could see past his often overwhelming personality and appreciate him for being (undeniably) a talented singer, only to be let down as Big Mike was dismissed, which we pretty much knew was going to happen when he was left standing up there next to Crystal — who was not necessarily in the bottom two, per Ryan’s repeated ”in no particular order” declaration.
And finally you have loyal EW Idoloonies, who look forward to reading recaps from our dear ailing Michael Slezak. Never fear, he’s on the mend, but this morning it’s just us. Yes, I too feel like a sad, lost Idol lamb, but if this season has shown us anything, it’s that we all have more strength than we think. C’mon, we’re the group who sat through Paige Miles’ ”Against All Odds” a few weeks back. We will not receive a parade, have appearance at a local AT&T store, or be honored at a mini-concert for our accomplishment and strength. But still, let us gather in our respective grief, cheer once for ourselves like Randy Jackson does, and carry on. Because we’ve gotten this far, right?
Speaking of getting far… oh, Big Mike. When we one day put together our photo gallery on contestants who got a lot further than we thought they would, Mike will definitely grace the countdown. Admittedly, I wrote Big Mike off as a gimmick, a personality with a decent (but unthrilling) voice. A ninth-placer. I was obviously wrong, and I can admit that.
He started trying to win us over — and with a fourth-place finish, you could say he succeeded. His fellow contestants liked him (I supposed personal space wasn’t important to them), and Big Mike was the only one with the physical ability to throw Ryan off the stage, making him generally a good guy to keep around. But in trying so hard to get people to like and remember him, especially after he was saved, at times I found myself wanting to push the TV away, as if it were a sticky toddler on a playground seeking a hug. Don’t campaign so aggressively for my affection! You’re covered in sand! Er, fedoras. You’re covered in fedoras. Anyhow, overwhelming as he was at times, it was admirable to see him put his heart into it. And this season, trying is enough to get you fourth, unless your name is Alex or Lilly or Didi or…
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