Every part of the TV week has its own character. One of my favorite times is late Saturday afternoon. The networks are airing their sports anthologies, which usually feature bowling or ice skating. (If they could combine those sports, I’d watch more often. You know, put a Popeye-armed bowler at either end of the rink with a rack of balls and have them try to knock down Katarina Witt.) PBS is devoted to cooking or carpentry, and pay cable is showing either Alien from L.A. or an insipid teen comedy starring some guy named Corey. Over on the independent stations, you’re likely to see syndicated shows that you just can’t believe actually exist. This week, in addition to my appointed rounds, I’ll be taking a look at some of these off-hour syndie series.