Sad About So You Think You Can Dance? Come Bond with Me.

This season — season 10 — is the first season I’ve watched So You Think You Can Dance (or SYTYCD, as the INSIDERS call it) and — boy, let me tell you — I love it and I love it hard. Cat Deeley is clearly the warmest, most beautiful and kind person on this planet and Mary Murphy — O Captain! My Captain — is probably what God looks like, assuming that God exists. But more than anything, I’ve appreciated the dancing, maybe because I am not a great dancer myself (I quit ballet because classes conflicted with Friends episodes, which, let’s be honest, is probably why I’m now a dough-y tv blogger instead of a strong and graceful ballerina) or maybe because the featured dancers are legitimately great. My money is on the latter.

Of the dancers, Aaron (a tapper) and Jasmine (a contemporary dancer) stood out, thanks to their strength, incredible control and onstage chemistry. Best of all, they were partnered with one another, which seemed almost unfair to the other dancers. (If you want proof of their skills, just watch their hip hop routine — linked up top — to Alicia Keys’ “Tears Always Win.” Fair warning: it might be the sexiest thing ever.)

Jasmine and Aaron made it to the final four, but were ultimately beat out by dancers Amy and Fik-Shun. While Amy and Fik-Shun are both incredible (their hip hop/bellhop routine has become my go-to for when I need to cheer up) and have given some of the best performances all season (never mind that they’re both cute as buttons), I still have to say it: America chose wrong. Jasmine and Aaron should have won.