Needless to say, if you haven’t seen the finale of Survivor 44 yet, this is entire post is a spoiler!
Well, congratulations are due to Yam Yam, who not only won Survivor 44 but who also won with shocking ease. The final vote was 7 votes for Yam Yam, one vote for Heidi, and — surprisingly — no votes for Carolyn. Even though everyone on the jury talked about how inspired they were by Carolyn and Frannie made a big deal about how Carolyn “changed her world,” not a single one of them voted for her to win the game.
Heidi’s one vote came from Danny Bronx, who was apparently impressed by her ability to build a fire. Heidi won the final immunity challenge but then gave it up so that she could be the one to take on Carson in the fire-making challenge. Apparently, Carson was viewed as such a threat that Heidi felt that it was on her to personally send him to the jury. She built her fire in record time and she did win that final spot. And, in the end, she won one vote for her trouble. Anyone who has actually been paying attention (as opposed to just taking orders from Danny and relying on her immunity idol to take her to the finale) would have realized that Yam Yam was seen as being the leader of the Tika Three and, as a result, he was a much bigger threat than Carson.
Yam Yam is not one of my favorite winners. Yes, he played a good game. Yes, he earned that victory. But he was so whiny and petulant that he really did just get on my nerves. In the end, I would have voted for Carolyn over Yam Yam because Carolyn was, in her own quirky way, a smarter player. Unfortunately, because she was so quirky, I think it led to the members of the jury assuming that she had just followed Yam Yam’s lead for the entire game.
Anyway, the season’s over. There were parts that I liked and there were some parts that left me cold. At the risk of sounding like a broken record, I will always prefer the old, mean Survivor to “New Era” Survivor. This season, I wanted to throw something at the TV every time they went to The Sanctuary. I groaned every time Jeff Probst complimented everyone for being so positive. I miss the old, ruthless show where Jeff was snarky and the only luxury one could hope for was a rusty fishing spear. On my Survivor, the castaways were tossed on a beach and told to try not to die. By the end of the show, everyone looked emaciated and exhausted. On New Era Survivor, no one loses a pound and Jeff acts more like a camp counselor than an instigator. Oh well. Things change. That’s just the way it goes.
Speaking of things changing, I guess we’re on hiatus until August 2nd, when Big Brother returns! See you then!