MONDO EXTRAS

Now, it's time to talk to Bobby Jon. How did he enjoy coming in as one of the strong guys and then going down on the first day with eyes rolling back? Bobby Jon says that he was humbled and embarrassed, which is more than many lesser guys would have coughed up. Jeff asks about his strategy and playing people better the second time around. "You gotta mash the gas to get the car to go," Bobby Jon says in his...Bobby Jon way. He says that people who believe they can just work hard and be nice and win the game are very wrong. Jeff tries to go back to "mash the gas," but Bobby Jon is kind of embarrassed by then. Jeff compliments him on the fact that, of all the people who have played, Bobby Jon is one of the most "authentic and endearing," which is surprisingly well-chosen terminology for Probst. Because those are exactly the two things that are good about Bobby Jon. He is intrinsically likable and there is no artifice, and those are both things I suspect Probst appreciates for their rarity, much as I do, not that Probst doesn't sleep with Julie anyway.

Of course, authenticity has its ups and downs, so let's discuss Jamie and Bobby Jon and their obvious love affair. Jeff thinks the whole thing was adorable. We look back at some of their battle moments, but when we come back to tribal council, they're all hugging and stuff. ["And Jamie is screeching at Bobby Jon all like, 'I wish I knew how to quit you!'" -- Wing Chun] Jeff says to Jamie that, clearly, they're friends now. Jamie says, "It's good to know there's still some good old country boys around." For a minute, I think Jamie is definitely drunk, but I ultimately decide that may just be the way he is. Perpetually having people lean over to each other and whisper, "Is he drunk?" That would be a hard way to live. "I love this kid!" Jamie adds, grabbing the back of Bobby Jon's neck. They so want to make out, you guys. And then Jeff poses the question to Jamie that many of us harbored all season: "Were you really losing your mind out there?" Jamie tries to be funny by doing an impersonation of himself saying that he heard there was to be a vote tonight, and that he almost didn't come. He grabs Rafe's shoulder and starts going, "Promise you won't vote for me? Don't you lie to me, Rafe!" See, dude, when it's disturbingly true, it's not that funny. Jeff points out that Jamie's inability to stop freaking out and asking about being voted off seems to have contributed significantly to his demise. Once he was voted out, did he wonder if he was losing his mind? Well, Jamie thinks maybe so. But he also was just competitive. It really is empty and makes no sense and it reeks of an attempt to come off as endearing. I would almost feel better if Jamie were drunk.