It doesn’t surprise me that last night’s Emmys ratings fell to a record low, since I fell asleep right after Ray Romano’s monologue and missed the broadcast entirely. According to Nielsen fast overnights, the Fox show averaged a 10.5 metered-market household rating and 16 share from 8 to 11:15 pm, down 20 percent from last year’s 13.1/20 for the show on NBC. There’s never much to say about the show itself so I count myself lucky that I didn’t watch it. But clearly I’m not on the same wave length as the Emmy voters. (See my previous: My 411 On This AM’s Emmy Nominations.) Neil Patrick Harris was robbed. I don’t understand how Sally Field was nominated much less the winner given the way she sucks the air out of every scene she’s in. As for The Sopranos on top, I’ve said it before so I’ll say it again: this will be the last year for a long, long while for HBO to clean up at the Emmys, given the pay channel’s feeble fare that’s forthcoming. (See my previous: HBO Needs To Wise Up, Or Get Whacked.) It’s not like John From Cincinnati can win anything but Most Pretentious TV Series. So I hope those pay channel suits enjoy the kudos while they last.