10.08.2007

Friday Night Lights up my life

This episode debuted on the internet a few weeks before the actual television debut so I sort knew what was going to happen. But didn't care. Oh, and also, Wes Anderson - take note, if NBC is doing it then you are not so clever. I will not see your new movie.

Last season wrapped up with the Panthers (hey, my hometown mascot is the Panther and if you were girl you were the mildly insulting Lady Panthers and if you were in middle school you were the really insulting Baby Panthers) anyway, the Panthers won the state championship, shocking no one. But Coach took a job in Austen shocking everyone and sparking the massive fan push to keep the show. Thank god.

So now it's summertime. Pool time. Julie is a lifeguard - whatever. I'm surprised she can see anyone in peril through those giant bangs of hers. Matt and Landry sit poolside staring at the ladies while Riggins (yum) actually does something about it. Smash is all about Smash and hope you didn't blink cause that's all you see of him this episode. You'll nothing of his bipoler bore. Start cheering now. Then Tami waddles in frame in the cutest pregnancy swimsuit ever! Where did she find it? Not that I was going to go within 300 yards of a pool when I was pregnant or anything... There's some cute banter about how she's not here to spy on Julie (she totally is) when her water breaks.

Then, the birth scene we've all been dreading...except it's awesome. Really awesome. There's no hysterics, Tami has wisely opted for an epidural. She does wish Coach were there and he makes it. Julie looks wonderfully uncomfortable but amazed at the whole process. And then Connie has a realistic looking newborn named Grace. Cue the music - It's Friday Night Lights season two ya'll.

Julie is a pill. She got what she wanted and still isn't happy. Julie is me and I am Julie. Hate her if you must but I feel her teenage pain. She has a thing for the other lifeguard who's in a band. I crushed on a boy in a band once... see,the paralells are uncanny! I also have bangs. Anyway, the "swede" (seriously, what is a swedish person doing in rural texas - that is the worst exchange program ever.) has a girlfriend, a much older girlfriend. So Julie calls her dad who is understandably upset.

Matt is boring, how weird. Get cool again Matt.

Landry and Tyra kill a guy. I'm pretending this didn't happen. But the guy was - DIDN'T HAPPEN. No, then Landry hit - DIDN'T HAPPEN. Oh, ok, fine.

Lylah is really into Jesus. To an annoying degree. It involves flyers. Ugh. Tim Riggins meets her in a parking lot and says, "You're still the best. Still number one. Never had better." - see you think he's saying it to Lylah but he's actually talking to the short dark haired girl who suddenly popped into the television. Then they jump on the hood of his car and make crazy wild Riggins love. It's true.

Jason Street - who?

Oh, and the new coach predictably sucks but I enjoy hoping he heat strokes out.

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