WHEN HELL FREEZES OVER

A selection of messages from the Hell's Kitchen official web-page on Fox, shortly after the airing of the show where the season's viewer favorite was sent home:

Ramsaygirl:

"I have always respected Chef Ramsay, but now I seriously doubt his integrity. Everybody could see the wrong cook was sent home tonight. The two dorky blondes in the finale are nice enough looking, but this show is not meant to be about looks, but skills. The only one of the three remaining cooks this week who had an idea, a vision, a plan for his cooking and who showed us some passion about the trade was the one you sent home. Thank you for making me believe America is the country where everything is possible. (In case you didn't notice, Ramsay: That was sarcasm!) I am now officially an EX Ramsaygirl."

Cookie73:

"Hey! Are you all Idiots over at NBC????? Are you totally blind? Didn't you see how that Michelle-blonde-poseur-at-her-worst sabotaged Gio's main dish? I have been winding back and playing it over at least 25 times this eve, and even if she tries to hide what she's doing, I am almost 100% sure she is adding some herbs to Gio's casserole when he turned the back on her. You can almost see her hand moving some 4 minutes 27 seconds after the 2nd advertising break. I really wish some high up in the NBC could take a look at this. It's this Michelle slut who should have gone home tonight, not Gio!"

I'mCookingToo:

"This is so wrong! Bring Gio back!"

ChefBelinda:

"I knew this would happen! Haven't I told you so here on the board and on all Gio fan boards since program 1 this season? I said they would find a way to throw out the only Real Cook before the finale, as the hot shots of so called cuisine in this country just couldn't sit tight and watch a deli chef win it all! "Poor skills at this level" – my arse, Chef Ramsay! You show poor skills when you bend for the connaiseur-wannabes and let the only cook with a heart go. But again – I knew it would happen! I am just so sad, and I hate to be right here, and I just want to drown myself in cabernet or melted cheese. Whatever."

Delilah'sDeli:

"All the best to you, Gio! I hope you get you own restaurant soon and show that Idiot Ramsay that you are a better cook than him. You are already a better person! I)'m so glad we kicked him out of England – ha ha!!! And should you ever come to Bristol, UK, my door will always be open for you. I love you! *Kisses*"

Billy80:

"You angsty bitches: Gio didn't know a lobster from a crab, and he totally had nothing to do on the show. The only reason why you are whining and bickering over his departure is because he has this raw sex appeal that makes ovaries of stupid shallow women ache. Without his looks he is nothing! And I can say this because I am a struggling cook, and though I didn't make it to the show even if I did the casting in three cities, I know my kitchen skills. I just don't look like this Giovanni Rossi. To all you bitches: Ha ha!"

Granny Beth:

"I liked the young man who had to go tonight, but he was a little too angry and outspoken, and he must know you address your superiors the way he spoke to Chef Ramsay, who was right to show him the door. Having said so much, I am sure young Rossi will find his place in this world. He can make my sandwiches any day. And one day he will find a sweet young woman to cook for. I am holding my thumbs for Zac."

Gioslover:

"BRING BACK MY GIO!!!!"

Gio-Gurl-4Ever:

"That's it! With Gio gone I will watch this show again when hell freezes over!"

SandwichGirl:

"You had to cheat to kick Gio out! Didn't want him to have that restaurant, huh? He wasn't good enough for you? You have anything against Italians, huh?"

mrsrossi:

"I was left in shock after Gio had to throw in the apron, and as I just couldn't understand how this could happen – he was The Favorite, right? all the betting companies were sure he would win, right? – I have spent the night watching all the previous shows --- well, his parts of them anyway, and I think I see a pattern here.

Follow me, will you :-) When they started off, he was the guy all the fellas liked, he was the mate of everyone, he could talk with anyone, and no challenge was too big, no challenge too small, if you see where I'm going? And the girls – well, you know Gio, right? He flirted with them all, even with that sour old bag who got on everybody else's nerves, and he even won her over. And at one point in ep 4 you can see that Michelle really really started to like him. You remember the almost kiss they shared? And he tells her – in a totally sweet and emotional way, that he can't do that, not to her, not to himself, this is a competition, right? And his heart already belongs to someone else (oh that is so sweet – I just love a guy who is that emotional and can admit he does love someone who doesn't love him back, but he still stays faithful to her!) and it's from then Michelle starts being a real bitch towards him, and she turns almost all the other girls against him, right? After all, the girls with that femi Zac with his dyed too blonde curls held this in their hands, sabotaging all the other fellas, one by one, Gio being the last Man standing. Proudly so – he is the moral winner of this season, I don't care what Chef Ramsay says. I have watched, winded back and forth, and I see how they make all the fellas stress and how they make silly mistakes and almost fatal errors due to that stress. Women can be so manipulating! (I know – I am after all a hot blooded woman!) Well, that Michelle cow was scheming it all the way from ep 1 where she of course noticed Gio (how could she not!) and decided she wanted both him and the restaurant, and when she couldn't have him, she went all bitter and ugly – and I have seen women like her before, so she ruthlessly ruined Gio's chances and life.

Gio on the other hand, was a true gentleman from minute one. That's what I love about him. He never tried to make anyone else look foolish, he never took part of the games played, he never belonged more to one group than the other – he just was himself. After all he can't be blamed for good looks and charisma! If you use that against someone (like that Michelle bitch and her entourage did) that simply reflects back on you and show how small and, Ok, stupid you are.

Gio can be proud of his appearances on this show. He was the only truly decent person on this season – the Big Chef included. I'm not afraid to say that. He obviously thought Gio's background as a deli cook was too simple, too humble, too down to earth. It was the little man versus the world of cuisine – and stupid me, for a while there I believed the little man could win. I should have known better!

Well, I won't watch the season finale. I don't care who wins of the two helium head blondes. And I doubt I will ever watch this show again – knowing how they rigged for Gio to be kicked out.

It wasn't fair, and you producers and whoever: You know it.

Gio – this year's moral winner!"

Giofanette:

"How, how, how could this happen? Honestly guys, the only reason for why I watched this show has now been kicked out? Who does this Ramsay bloke think he is? Seriously! Go back to b****y England and where the heck you come from!!!! Gio is our guy! You hear me? Bring him back on NOW! These finalists don't reach to Gio's ankles! How could you seriously eat the crap they served? HONESTLY! I will NEVER watch this show ever again! NEVER!"

He had survived one of the roughest training periods man could get into – unless you of course was desperate enough to get involved with the French Foreign Legion. He wasn't there yet. He actually had grown as a person, and he could deal with everything, he could face any challenge fate had waiting for him. He could smile while being spat at. And he wished he'd had this experience a few months earlier, as he would have taken her cold shoulder so much better had he carried this luggage then. As it turned out, the rage he bore as he left the woman he'd thought was his life, his everything, had made him passionate and hell bent to succeed, had made him meet every new challenge with fury and fire, but he all in all, had been too angry.

His anger made him fall.

He had tried too hard.

One week away from the career he had dreamt of, the career he still dreamed of. It would have made everything so easy. He'd have everything on that silver platter he had heard of, but never seen with his very eyes.

Had he made it to that last week, he would have ended up with that restaurant. Everybody knew that. The two unworthy finalists knew that. Chef Ramsay knew that. That restaurant had had his name over the front door. He had pictured himself in the kitchen. Oh, he had let himself be emotional and - only for a second, showing just a tad too little respect, he had let his focus wander for that split second.

"You call this edible?" Chef Ramsay spat the words. Gio was glad the Chef didn't actually spit out the mouthful of his carefully cooked main dish.

"Yes, sir," he answered.

"Taste!" the Chef urged him to, and Gio took a big mouthful, immediately understanding his mentor's fury.

Chili pepper!

He hadn't put chili pepper into the sauce. Garlic, yes, but no chili pepper. And he had tasted it seconds before pouring it over the meat. He'd turned his back to the casserole for a split second when laying the veal on the plate – and he trusted his contestants – Michelle and Zac wanted to win, they wanted it just as much as he did, but they were decent enough people. So he thought – and he didn't stay alert.

Stupid of him, but he couldn't point a finger at any of them. He didn't know who had made a fool out of him. For all he knew it could be both. And he was man enough to leave the show in style. He could still hold his head high.

"I have had hopes in you, Gio," Chef Ramsay continued. "For what it's worth I have seen true talent in you – even if you do allow your personal life into the kitchen, and you know I think that a sin, right?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Of course your training isn't as varied and at the same level as that of Michelle and Zac here. You come from a lunch deli place, and they are sous chefs at big restaurants, but till this very point you have matched them, putting in energy and passion and stretched yourself beyond what I thought possible… but here it ends. We are closing up on the finale week, and we can't have personal faults, we can't have distractions, we can't have your goofing around, Mr. Rossi."

"No, sir!"

"I'm afraid you will have to leave us tonight, Gio!"

"Yes, sir!"

He unbuttoned the chef's costume, tossed over his shoulder, shook Chef Ramsay's hand, but didn't stay long enough to take in those words of wisdom Gordon had to offer. He blew Michelle and Zac a kiss and was surprised at how easy it was to leave them. He'd thought they were friends. He had spilled out his heart to them over the weeks, and he had thought they had shared something real.

Obviously they hadn't.

He grabbed his already packed suitcase and left the place. He wasn't one of America's culinary elite. He didn't have nor the skills nor the stamina to capture the wrath of Chef Ramsay's, to survive the heated emotion and the adrenaline rush in one of the most hostile environments on planet earth. He wasn't the next top-notch chef of the continent.

He was outspoken and competitive, he was passionate and skilled – but not enough.

Again he didn't quite make it.

He grabbed a newspaper in the lobby while waiting for the taxi that would take him to the airport. He had no job. He had given up the deli for the Hell's Kitchen dream. A guy had to take some chances.

There were more people looking for jobs than those offering any, but an ad caught his eye, intrigued him, tempted – and it felt right.

"Skilled cook, able to endure pressure and isolation, needed for 1 year contract at the US Science Station at Antarctica."

Gio cancelled the cab and dialed the phone number listed in the advertisement.