I often find myself comparing things to find out which I prefer. This usually leads to many moments of stimulating conversation and maybe someone telling me I think too much about Things That Don’t Matter.
But I enjoy it, so I do it anyway.
Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about Saved By The Bell, arguably the best TV show ever created.
When I was younger I used to think if I could be anyone, I would want to be Zack Morris, but lately I’ve come to understand that Zack was actually inferior to A.C. and that I was a fool – a fool! – for thinking that Zack was better.
A.C. was the fucking man.
He was the outsider – the drifter. Women love the drifters – just ask Clint Eastwood – dude gets mad ladies.
He was also the athlete of the group. Actually he was pretty much the only athlete in the entire school. He was a star wrestler, the quarterback on the football team and he was also on the basketball team.
A three sport star! How many sports do you star in? That’s what I thought.
Oh, and did I mention that A.C. was a drummer and a dancer? Yes. Soak that in my friends.
Did you ever notice how he called Zack “Preppie” and Jessie “Momma?” That’s because A.C. played by his own rules!
Zach was nothing compared to A.C.
Sure he got some girls and he ended up with Kelly, the prize of all Bayside, but overall he was pretty lame.
Zach always got busted because of his stupid schemes and his best friend was Screech.
Why the hell would you choose Screech as your best friend???
Also, because Zack was always getting busted, Mr. Belding always kept his eye on him.
Meanwhile, what’s A.C. doing?
Oh just being the gangsta that he is and winning championships for the football team.
A.C. Slater is clearly the choice here.
He is the better man in every way. Something for us all to strive for, someone that we can all look at and think, “One day damnit. One day I’ll be just like him.”
Well, aside from the jheri curl.
I think I’ll pass on that.