I wanted to be on Wheel Of Fortune from the time the first episode aired.
Anybody else old enough to remember that nobody won cash in the first version?
I would be good at it, but I would need someone to spin the wheel for me. Leaning so far and reaching out, of itself, would cause terrible issues.
I went to an “audition stop” in Reno. It was a nightmare. Outdoors, cold, windy, and a huge, unruly crowd. Things began with a drawing. Of over a thousand people, they drew maybe a dozen names. A large number of the entries blew away because the people gathering them didn’t care. Nobody tried to retrieve them. We didn’t know if our names were even in the cage. It took all day, and yet nothing was accomplished.
I didn’t watch the show again for some time. After months I drifted back. It was great for my daughter. Seven years old, and she could do better than some of the contestants. I took to recording it, and then let her watch that. Then I could pause it just before they solved to see if she knew it.
That made it fun for me again, for a couple of years.