I was watching Name That Tune one night a long time ago and my younger brother, while watching the big wheel spin and the two contestants jumping up and down and screaming, said, "They're just actors!"
When The Newlywed Game first came on, it was locally scheduled opposite Concentration, which I wanted to watch. Of course, my sister won out and got to watch her dumb NG.
She also used to lament that on the '70s Match Game, a player could walk away with five grand just for making a simple match, but on Jeopardy! with Art Fleming, everyone had to rack their brains to win maybe $750. She never shared my enthusiasm for It Takes Two...but then, she thought EVERYTHING I liked on TV was stupid.
My father was once laid up in a hospital with nothing much to do but watch daytime TV. After he was released, he spent one night at the dinner table complaining about the game shows like Eye Guess with their "toothy announcers" (ie: hosts). One memory that remains permanently sealed in my brain, unfortunately: The week in July 1969 that we spent in Vero Beach, FL due to interest in the first moon landing, was the last chance I ever had to watch the '60s MG since WDAF kept me from watching it at home in Kansas City. One day in the motel room it was about to come on and I asked to change the channel without telling anyone what was on. I switched just in time to see one celebrity team captain come on with the 1969 theme playing in the background. That moment of euphoria lasted about 45 seconds, whereupon I heard Dad going "*mumble*mumble*grumble*grumble*eegda-mignity-GEEEM!", and Mom made me switch it back to some other station showing The Galloping Gourmet. So much for that and any future attempts to watch the late '60s MG while I would have had the chance...