We have all been there. You want to take the love of your life - let's call her Kelly - to a local eatery for a dance off, but so does someone else from your school - we'll call him Slater. Naturally you end up having to take your best friend - let's call her Jessie - and ultimately realize that you cannot dance.
Naturally, Casey Kasem is the host for the dance competition... because he is of course friends with the principal.
Then your nerdy buddy - let's call him Screech - mans up and helps her dance. What a hero. Thus the new dance sensation "The Sprain" is born.
That's never happened to you? Me either.
Welcome to the world of Saved by the Bell. Things are like when you went to high school... except the fact that you couldn't get away with whatever you wanted... and Casey "the father of the top 40" Kasem never showed up at your school.... and you didn't have a diner that was apparently exclusive to school kids only.
What you did have was the basics... some learning, some goofing off and memories - whether good or bad - that will stay with you for the rest of your life. If you have watched one Saved by the Bell episode, you've watched them all. Literally.
Most people between the ages of 25-35 have seen every single episode... Sometimes twice. Even the most unlikely folks have watched. Go ahead, ask someone that you would never expect to have watched. You might be surprised.
Why did we watch? It was fluff... it was mindless... and somehow, you could relate to the characters. It appeals to the kid in all of us that wishes they could live those lives... to be in the shoes of people who were genuinely happy... and had few boundaries.
It was good, clean and fun. Maybe deep down inside we all long for that... and maybe I'm making something out of nothing.
I'll be blogging every Saturday about the show we loved... one episode at a time. Just like it used to be. So, stop by every Saturday morning for my SBBS (Saved by the Bell Saturday) and read it.... twice, if it makes you happy. :)
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