I started HIMYM way back in 2005 with the pilot episode and fell in love instantly.
I stuck with it over the years, pushing it on my friends and family like others might push drugs and alcohol.
I grew to love and identify with the characters- seeing them at their highs
and their lows.
I enthusiastically tuned in weekly for the first few seasons- and stood vigil in wait during the writers’ strike.
I…more hesitantly, trudged onward during the increasingly questionable seasons,
with hope for the inevitable “rally!” that was no doubt just around the corner.
And despite the fact that the series was becoming more and more questionable with time-
those few sturdy, solid, plot-laden episodes kept me hooked and hoping-
and much as the stalwart Captain of a grand vessel, I was prepared to go down with the ship.
And it seems that I have.
Granted, like most, I was all for Ted and Robin at the beginning of the series- with the blue french horn and the speeches and the will they wont they.
But around “Zip, Zip, Zip”
( The One Where Robin Suits Up)
I started to get fuzzy feelings for Barnman and Robin that only increased over time as we witnessed their character development along with Ted and Robin’s multiple fallouts.
I don’t know, after it being so clearly highlighted and underlined over and over again that The Mother was The One and that this story was about The Mother and that Robin was most certainly not her- every relapse on Ted’s end just left me going
So needless to say that when the mother finally DOES pop up onto the scene- and is wonderful and lovable in every way shape and form
I became overjoyed that finally we would see the lovestory that had been anticipated for nine years - only for the writer to…well
I should have seen it coming!
In fact- early on they spelled it out for us- even earlier than Marshall and Lily’s bet- back when Marshall had spoken about how he only ever…pleasured himself when thinking about lily. Specifically- the only way he could ever think about another woman would be if he created a long elaborate fantasy in which Lily died and after mourning her for an acceptable amount of time, he could then feel free to jump on the hot girl he wanted to fantasize about.
Sound familiar?
The fact that they would spend this entire time building up to it (along with spending an entire season trying to talk us back into boarding S.S Barney and Robin) they decide to pull this copout- either because they stubbornly refused to alter their original plan in order to adapt to how their character’s have grown. -or, they just took the easy way out in order to try and appease the entire fanbase.
Well whatever it was
and I really only have one thing to say to you:
