After defeating the guys on the other side again, the ball rolls up to Kerri's feet. As if to rub it in their faces, she says: "Best seven out of twelve?"
Then in my really mild fantasy, the commercial ends like this:
Guy 1: I'm sorry -- best seven out of twelve?
Guy 2: Are you sure you don't mean, just, first to seven? Or best of thirteen? I mean, that'd be the same thing. You could say either of those things and it would make sense.
Guy 3: Maybe she means best out of seven. That would make sense too.
Kerri Walsh: No, no. Best seven out of twelve. First to seven. Even if it takes twelve games.
Guy 2: Okay, but, no, because, um, what if we tie, 6-6?
Guy 1: What if -- wait, let me think for...okay, yeah -- what if she means, we put our best seven games from a larger twelve game set, and compare that with her best seven games from the same larger set of twelve. Is that what you meant?
Kerri Walsh: [silence]
Guy 2: How many people --
Kerri Walsh: Best seven out of twelve.
Guy 2: How many people laid eyes on that line before it got into the final print of this commercial. Eight? Twenty? Forty, probably, right? At least forty?
Director [off-camera]: Fifty one!
Guy 3: Wow.
Kerri Walsh: I didn't think about...I just...my Mom was...best seven out of twelve.
[three minutes of nothing but Kerri Walsh crying]
Announcer: Twenty Four Fitness! Shove it up your own butthole!
EDIT: Clip is viewable online here. (Thanks to reader Nicholas K.)
Labels: 24 hour fitness, beach volleyball, kerri walsh
