I always hope obnoxious game-show contestants lose

I love a good game show. There’s something undeniably thrilling about watching ordinary people test their knowledge or luck against incredible odds for life-changing money. But lately, I find myself genuinely annoyed by one particular element: the contestants themselves.

Am I the only one who cringes when a contestant reacts to every single outcome, big or small, with an absolutely obnoxious, over-the-top display of emotion?

I’m talking about the screaming, the jumping, the running around the stage like a hyperactive toddler, and worst of all, the dramatic falling to the ground. Seriously, on NBC’s The Wall, it seems like a prerequisite that someone must physically collapse in a heap of feigned shock and joy, sometimes even before they’ve truly won anything substantial. It’s a bit much. 

When I see these antics, my enjoyment of the game completely evaporates. Instead of rooting for them, a part of me starts actively wanting them to lose. Big. Yeah, I’m a dick like that.

The sheer artificiality of it eclipses any genuine pleasure I might derive from their potential success. When someone is screaming at the top of their lungs because they guessed one correct letter, or performing a celebratory dance after merely earning the chance to play for more, my primary emotion isn’t shared joy; it’s a profound desire to mute my television.

I understand, intellectually, why producers do this. They’re looking for “personalities,” for “viral moments” that can be replayed in promos and across social media. They believe these exaggerated reactions create excitement, drama and draw in viewers. But I have to ask: do they want us to be annoyed? Because if their goal is genuine viewer engagement, I find myself alienated. Their “personalities” often come across as performative and desperate, rather than genuinely entertaining.

Honestly, I would much, much rather watch a calm, collected person simply win a ton of money. Imagine the quiet satisfaction, the dignified joy. Someone who plays with a steady hand, makes smart decisions, and then, upon winning a life-changing amount, offers a sincere smile and a heartfelt thank you. That, to me, is compelling television. That’s a relatable winner I can root for, someone whose success feels earned and authentic.

Why do we need the theatrics? The game itself should be the star, the tension of the stakes, the thrill of the unpredictable outcome. When the contestant’s pantomime takes center stage, it cheapens the entire experience.

So, producers, if you’re reading this, please consider: for every viewer who supposedly loves the loud, boisterous contestant, there might be another, like me, quietly wishing they’d just stand still and win with a bit of grace. It would make for far more enjoyable viewing, I promise.