I could have done without the Jersey Boys, whose lead singer sounded like he was just castrated before taking the stage. The presence of Forrest Whittaker was also random and at times distracting. But the parade of Champions was really cool, even if Pete, Andre, Steffi,Justine, Jimmy, and The Rafter didn't show up.
Yeah, y'all looked nice and all. But let's pause a moment to appreciate the Champions of HAWTNESS.
Tasty tasty treats, my friends. Don't fight it. Just sit back, enjoy, and let the Hawtness flow right over you.