Sunday: The NFL on Fox
Terry Bradshaw, James "JB" Brown, Howie Long and Jimmy Johnson returned to their pre-game bickerfest Sunday with their easy-going chemistry still going strong. But seriously, how much crap do you need to plaster on-screen at once? It looked like a parody of Headline News, with seven team logos, two news tickers (one updating the weather), the Ford logo, the show's logo and an over-the-shoulder graphic. And I think I saw a recipe for pecan pie there, too.

Also, if they're going to have non-football celebrities on like Kiefer Sutherland, can they give him a chance to say more than literally three sentences instead of talking over him about Bradshaw's big feet? (Not worth explaining.)

Dateline
The Ellen DeGeneres segment was pleasant enough. (I'm sure she was just thrilled that they included old footage of her and ex-girlfriend Anne Heche kissing.) The couple of clips from her test shows, along with her recent HBO special, give me the impression that her new talk show will connect.

That reminds me, it was a close race this weekend for lamest b-roll during an interview (that's the video of the reporter and the subject just "hanging out together"): The runner-up title goes to Barbara Walters on 20/20 strolling with Macaulay Culkin in Manhattan with a passerby thinking it was her son; but the winner is surely Katie Couric and Ellen riding in a bumper car together.

Breakdown and City Slickers What's with ABC and CBS throwing in the broadcast towel with two '90s movies that have aired about 300 times each? That's City Slickers from 1991 on ABC, and Breakdown from 1997 on CBS. Then again, I spoke to my Aunt Judy Sunday night, and she told me that she was right in the middle of watching her "very favorite movie, City Slickers." So what the hell do I know? Presidential Address For NBC here's how it went down: Dateline ends, we see the umpteenth promo for the monumental grand finale of For Money or Love 2... and then the super-important NBC News Special Report theme chimes in. About four minutes after Bush's speech, NBC's Tom Brokaw was talking to a tired-looking Tim Russert, then Senator Joseph Biden and a network correspondent; but ABC was back to City Slickers and there was a yummy-looking Pizza Hut commercial on CBS. Sex and The City Big is back. But — and please don't hate me for saying this — the image I'm taking away from this episode is Charlotte in the lacey bra and later the pink one with the matching panties. Thank you... Okay, okay. More importantly, the emotional moments that Carrie and Big shared did a nice job of setting up the eventual series-ending payoff next year. And normally I'm not a huge Miranda fan, but her current story arc is bringing out the best in Cynthia Nixon and the character. As far as Samantha goes, didn't we go through something very similar with that older, tycoon guy one or two seasons ago? Oh, maybe this is her learning to trust again. Got it. And Starring Pancho Villa as Himself I had no idea that back in 1914 Mexican revolutionary Pancho Villa was paid by a movie studio for exclusive access to his authentic and of course very bloody battle scenes. (I guess this was a precursor in a way to Big Brother.) Hence the statement that ran before the movie, "The improbability of events depicted in this film is the surest indication that they did occur." Uh, okay. Antonio Banderas as Pancho was surprisingly intimidating. He does sweaty and volatile well, especially if there's a sepia-toned feel to the production design. Meet the RoyalsDavy Jones(!) is the host of this A&E series, which started off not-so-surprisingly with a profile of Prince William. I got a kick out of the recent clip of Harry teasing his brother about forgetting his polo boots. Even though I've never teased my brother about that particular screw-up — he always remembers stuff like that — it just showed that siblings are siblings even if one's going to be king one day.

The tone was all over the place, from really cheeky to really serious when it came to dealing with Princess Diana's death. It's weird, you see those pictures of her hugging her sons, and even though you know how it all ends, you irrationally think — for like less than half a second — that maybe she'll be okay this time.