Sort of by proxy, The Great British Bake Off. It's not me who wants to watch it; my wife does. I spend the first three minutes going, "Oh, I don't know why I'm watching this," and the last three minutes going, "Oh, I hope he wins." It suckers me every time.
I'm holding off on Breaking Bad, as a reward for when I finish my next batch of work. It has to be consumed en masse. I'm avoiding all conversations about it.
It's already been revived and killed off again, but I'm a fan of Call My Bluff. In the modern idiom of what a panel show is, it's not people trying to win the game, but trying to win the conversation. But in Call My Bluff no one tried to barge their way