"Ok, 498, 499, 500! That's all ov em loaded, Bruce! River's clear for the games!"

Ominous music starts as the camera pans across the river to a shady bank. Violins shriek as a pair of crocodile eyes open and then we cut to black.

Where I'm from, we call that "incentive".

Sure, why not? They made the triathletes swim in the polluted Seine, and made them all sick, why not let them navigate through the habitats of territorial crocodiles? Viewers will definitely tune in for that.

Too bad Steve Irwin isn't around to do the color commentary.