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Getting the band back together
I was always a casual fan of Conan O'Brien and never really a huge follower. I honestly had no idea he wrote for SNL, though he was responsible for infamous "Nude Beach" sketch and even reared his reddy head as the doorman of the "Five-Timers Club." Nor did I give him and sidekick Andy Richter much thought on his old "Late Night" stint until he suddenly stumbled upon street cred. While Leno and Letterman wrestled for the 11:30 heavyweight belt, Conan quietly built himself some loyalty which would one day turn into "Tonight Show" royalty.
That is, for seven whole months. NBC really knows how screw the pooch and they've had some practice. Let 'em lick their wounds, I really don't care. They got their white-haired has-chin back and he and Dave can safely resume their race to irrelevancy. As for Conan, well, let's just say I suddenly have a new hero. He remained a class act throughout this entire debacle, ensured a safety net for his staff and sailed away with a boat load of cash and public favor. Not bad for a week's work, albeit his last. And Johnny Carson couldn't have delivered a better farewell speech:
All I ask of you is one thing: please don't be cynical. I hate cynicism -- it's my least favorite quality and it doesn't lead anywhere. Nobody in life gets exactly what they thought they were going to get. But if you work really hard and you're kind, amazing things will happen.
Wow, nice. And if you gotta have more cowbell, fear not the reaper: Hulu.com preserved his final show for another few weeks. Tom Hanks, Steve Carell, Neil Young and Will Ferrell and friends send out Conan in style.
See you in September, "CoCo." Oh, and make mine half-caf...