For those of you who have been watching along with me, I'm sorry. ;)
You see, I didn't post this right after Ten Wickets aired... it's been a couple of days already. I wish I had an excuse, but the truth of the matter is that I wasn't sure what to write. This episode confused me because the method I usually use to unravel SN wasn't producing results.
The first thing I always do is consider the title. The episode title almost always points straight at whatever central symbol Sorkin is working with. But, attempting to juxtapose the cricket achievements of Mr. Chauncy St. John (of New Delhi) with the goings-on at CSC had me stumped.
Of course, that was until I saw the enourmous red flag that Sorkin had been waving beneath my nose.
You see, I'll bet that if you took a poll, few people would know what the hell the big deal is about getting all ten wickets in an inning. The show makes the point, over and over (and over!) that professional sports journalists don't know what that means... so we shouldn't feel bad that we don't either.
Now, let's look at some plot points:
Does any of this make sense?
One of the things that sets SN apart is how seriously it takes it characters. In the world of this sitcom, love makes people behave the way real people do... they get snippy, hateful and downright ugly from time to time. The sordid love-rhombus between Casey, Dana, Sally and Gordon is a complicated one, but one that we can believe... particularly because of the terrible way Dan and Casey treat one another.
As we've seen in earlier episodes, SN is willing to be less orderly, less contrived, more... real... than other sitcoms. Ten Wickets follows that rule: why else place Natalie and Jeremy's happiness together with Dan, Casey, Dana and Sally's misery? Do any of us understand why life works this way? No, we don't. But we keep trying to get the job done anyway.
Because, like Jeremy, we understand that ignorance is no reason to miss out on a good story.