A new season of Dancing with the Stars . . . last night was the ladies, tonight was the gents.

Starting out tonight . . .

Cameron someone from All My Children. Good looking, can't dance, played the "I wore braces on my legs as a kid" card.

Every season they include an athlete out of his element, and this time around it is boxer Floyd Mayweather. Kind of a natural, if he can channel all that energy and rhythm and pick up some technique. I texted my votes for Floyd.

The future winner? Past Indy 500 champ, Helio Castronueves. This guy came out and danced the fox trot like he was channeling Fred Astaire. If ABC was willing to give up 12 additional weeks of revenue, they could just give the mirror ball trophy to Helio now.

Next up, model Albert Reed. He's 22, goofy, and I have no idea why he's on the show.

Apparently, being a billionaire isn't a full time job, so Dallas Mavericks owner Mark Cuban found a way to embarass himself on tv during the NBA's off season. Oh, and he just had hip replacement surgery.

Finally, the perpetually cool Wayne Newton filling the role of the older, likable male contestant. He's slim and has an excellent plastic surgeon, but isn't much of a dancer.

Rumor has it a few of the ladies can cut a rug, but from the fellas, Helio is a shoo-in.