Timing is everything. It’s all about being in the right place and the right time.Ricky Martin knows about timing. He used a show-stopping performance of “Cup Of Life” at the 1999 Grammy’s to launch himself into mainstream American consciousness.His 1999 self-titled album has sold wheelbarrows full of records, “Livin’ La Vida Loca” has become, in the words of Chris Rock, the Puerto Rican “Whoop There It Is!” and confused people across the land have asked “What is my ‘bon-bon’ and why should I shake it?” Striking while the iron is still warm, Martin and his “bon-bon” were at the Schottenstein Center Thursday.Which goes back to the subject of timing. For the vast majority of headline performers, life doesn’t begin until after 9 p.m. Not for Martin. At about 8 p.m., he hit the stage. Which means that… eh, there are some parts of the concert that I missed. Who knew pop singers were so prompt?But what I did get to see was a virtual Broadway-style extravaganza. The stage was a multiple level, steel-scaffolding thing packed with musicians, backup singers and dancers shaking what their mamas gave them over every inch of the stage. There was also the obligatory video screen to help sell the show to the people in the cheap seats, showing various stage shots and the cheesy auxiliary videos. Despite all of the activity going on, it still managed to feel like an intimate show.Musically, what you’ve heard on the radio is what you get live. Martin isn’t the best singer, but he’s a strong one. Switching from Spanish (where he actually sounded the most unrestrained) to English, he knows how to sing his songs. He won’t impress anyone with technical tricks, but he gets the job done. And the voice is only a part of the package. For the majority of the crowd, (more than 90 percent women – the rest were husbands, dads, boyfriends and er… boyfriends), Martin’s hips and dancing were Diana Ross, and the rest of the show was the Supremes.The true star of the show was the crack band who extended the grooves, fleshed out and pumped up the songs from Martin’s album and back catalog. They turned the Schott into a dance party, forcing even the most rhythmically-challenged person to dance (or at least something approaching dancing).To end the show, the band joined Martin for the song that brought him American fame: “Cup of Life.” Martin pulled out the rest of the stops with people dancing on the walls, doing midair backflips and the world’s most obvious “drum-synching” percussion players/dancers for a prompt ending at 9:30 p.m.Sure Martin is a little cheesy, and no there’s no reason to EVER hear “Livin’ La Vida Loca” again, but hey, the guy performs his little heart out and seems to be having a blast. So don’t hate the playa, hate the game.