Competing to win a chance to lose

July 19, 2009|By Melissa Dribben, Inquirer Staff Writer
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  • Tasha Johnson of Philadelphia looks over paperwork while waiting in the NBC10 parking lot on City Avenue with other contenders for a future season of "The Biggest Loser." Among them were Bill Casey (seated at left) of Waldorf, Md., and Sandra Hoverkamp (in chair at right) of Bushkill, Pa.
  • Tasha Johnson of Philadelphia looks over paperwork while waiting in the NBC10 parking lot on City Avenue with other contenders for a future season of "The Biggest Loser." Among them were Bill Casey (seated at left) of Waldorf, Md., and Sandra Hoverkamp (in chair at right) of Bushkill, Pa.
  • Hundreds of people wait in the parking lot of the NBC10 studios on City Avenue in Bala Cynwyd for their chance to auditionfor "The Biggest Loser," in which contestants compete to shed pounds.
  • Janeene Jones of Burlington hoped inscribing the name of the show on her face for the day would improve her chances of landing a spot.

The casting call stipulated that no one should show up more than three hours before the doors opened at 10 a.m. yesterday. But 27 gung-ho competitors, unwilling to take any chances, arrived the night before, camping just outside the borders of the NBC10 parking lot in Bala Cynwyd to guarantee themselves a place at the head of the line.

Taking turns making trips to the port-a-potties and to gather rations from McDonald's and Wawa, they supported one another through the long, chilly hours until dawn. Only the first 500 would be guaranteed a chance to audition for season nine of the reality show The Biggest Loser, so they wrote numbers on their wrists and hands to secure their positions.

By 8 a.m., a line of more than 300 very large men and women had formed behind them.

Gregg Wood, a 24-year-old Quizzo host from Northeast Philadelphia weighing in at 475 pounds, waited patiently, finishing off a cigarette. "I'm down from two packs a day to three-quarters of a pack," he said. "It's time to make a change."

Nearby, Joseph Brown, a 29-year-old, 550-pound disabled warehouse worker from Bristol, rested in a folding chair. "I took for granted what most kids do," he said. "The working out."

One woman scolded another for eating a Rice Krispies treat. "They taste just as stale whether they're fresh or old," she said.

"I'm hungry," her friend snapped, taking a big, resentful bite.

There were husbands and wives, cousins and siblings, mothers and daughters, friends and coworkers, and scores of single men and women, all hoping to spend half a year in a food and exercise reeducation camp outside Los Angeles.

The show, whose premise was initially scoffed at by critics who thought it puerile and destined for failure, has become one of NBC's golden geese, delivering larger (numerically speaking) audiences every season.

The appeal lies partially in watching 20 or so obese strangers balance on high wires and guess how many calories are in a taco and slog up mountain trails and cry and cry and throw up and cry some more as they are flogged into shape by personal trainers Jillian and Bob, who are widely believed to have been Roman slave drivers in their previous lives.

"We are looking for people who have hit rock bottom," said Paul Gordon, the casting director. "People who are extremely motivated and have great stories."

Ralph Brooks Sr., perhaps, number four in line. "I lost a brother to diabetes at 54 two years ago," said Brooks, who is diabetic, too.

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