Okay, Week 2, we’re down to eleven players. The voiceover wasn’t nearly as annoying. Of course, I’m watching this in the wee hours so I’m beyond being annoyed. Well….I say that now….

I love Craig. I’m rooting for Craig. Go Craig!

I also love Liz’s Nicole Smackdown in her opening private interview. Go, Resident Senior!

We’re still in Chile. Come on, only nine more weeks and there’s a whole world out there, waiting for some mole-licious deviousness. Let’s go! Where’s Phil when we need him?

Mission 1: two players have to ride a tandem bike up to the mountain summit. The rest have to play soccer against a local city team, score one goal, then ride gondola’s to the top. The local team is a bunch of kids, average age looked somewhere around, oh, seven. Much hooting and hollering from the adults, certain they have this one in the bag. Ah huh. So, that was quite enjoyable, watching a bunch of munchkins hand them their butts. Btw, how in the world did Bobby ever play travel soccer? He says running isn’t for him. Right. Because there is no running in soccer. Of course, he looks like a stiff wind might knock him over. I keep wondering if maybe he’s recently been ill. Like, death’s door ill. He does not look well.

Okay, still not liking Mark. At all. I bet he’s just a joy to have as a coach. Sheesh. Being goal oriented is one thing. Being an ass is another. Kristen, on the other hand, is at least partly bionic. I’m pretty sure. These two pull off the upset and get exemptions, leaving nine very cranky players to face execution. Paul, also an ass. Actually, thus far, it’s pretty much Craig who has my love. At least he has a sense of humor. Where did they find these people? Is this the worst team in Mole history? Gotta be close. Nicole, on the other hand, even trying to be the Nicer, Calmer Nicole? Still arrogant and annoying. I think her degree is in Omarosa Essentials.

Next, it’s Fun With Swine! Taking a task from Amazing Race, instead of gnome hunting, we are clay piggy bank hunting. Teams are three groups of three and one group of two, which Paul immediately takes. Mostly I don’t care who does what. It would just be nice to see them win something. Anything. Buehler?

Okay, Bobby is so messed up I can’t figure out why no one is questioning how incredibly weak he is. He’s skinny, but this is way past normal fatique. Did they mention some disability he has that I missed? Otherwise, why isn’t everyone on the planet speculating he’s the mole? No one is that weak without some extenuating circumstance. Craig is slow, but duh. Bobby has the stamina of a two year old. No, wait, my son’s at age two could kick his ass. Just saying. Thank god for Bionic Woman, who literally wheeled Bobby in the wheelbarrow they were supposed to be collecting the piggy banks in. Seriously. She runs up mountains! She pushes men in wheelbarrows! I’m glad she has an exemption. God knows she earned it. Twice.

I get Bobby’s strategy of taking the piggy’s back (ha! piggy back) but I would have done the same as Alex. Even if he’s not the mole, I wouldn’t trust Bobby to get them all back without breaking them.

Paul, on the other hand, is a two year old. On a good day. He busts a thousand dollar pig, but inside is the exemption. Sigh. In other news? Mark is still an ass. Asses abound this season. Paul? Continuing the Parade of Assiness. And I know we’re supposed to feel bad for Bobby, but unless I find out about some Big Mystery Illness, I’m not mustering up a whole lotta sympathy for this guy.

They do win &28.000. Why? Not because Mr. Let Me Do It Alex could launch the things, but because Craig was a master water balloon launcher in summer camp. Go camp kid!

Alex leaves his journal lying around, leading to a Fun On Film segment with Bobby and Craig as they snoop….and find nothing. While Multi-Talented Alex entertains the troops by singing and playing a local guitar. I wanted to this guy, but nope. Not happening.

Wow, my apathy knows no bounds, apparently.

We find out Alex left the journal laying around on purpose. Oooookay.

Finally, we get to execution. I’ve never been so happy to get to the end of an episode. Or lose a player. Any player. Except my camp kid buddy, Craig. Aaaaaand? It’s Liz. A shame. I liked her somewhat salty personality. Our Host wins points for carrying her bag out for her.

Next week? Do we care? I wish I was enjoying it more, but the people either aren’t that interesting, or are jerks. Not much positive entertainment here. Craig can only carry so much.

What say you, Blog Babes? A triumphant return of a much beloved series? I’m in, because I waited too long for this to come back to bail. But wow….all this time, you think they’d have chosen better.

Aaaaaaaand…….DISH!

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