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Recap: Friday Night Lights: Black and White and Cringing All Over - TVgasm

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Man. Friday Night Lights, tackling the issues. This week's episode provided us with a healthy dose of racism, a dash of sexism, a pinch of disabledism, and a smattering of Landryism. But no smoke monsters. Sorry, kids.

We start off as we rarely do: with a football game! Usually it takes place towards the end of the episode, when my heart is too broken to care. But they're being all shady and starting out full force this week, just to keep me on the ball. Pretty sneaky, sis. Football, football, football. The Panthers win 30-10!! And yes, you're hearing correctly: one of the announcers does yell "What in tarnation?!"

After the game we get a rousing but somewhat odd victory speech from Coach. It's very George W. Bushish in its twangyness. Maybe it just seems weird coming at the beginning of the episode. Anyway, there are some reporters in the locker room and they're interviewing Assistant Coach Mac McGill. And since that's a name like that just sort of screams trouble, we know that that's what there will be. Trouble, that is. The pesky blonde reporter asks if race is a factor in the upcoming game, and Mac says some stupid things that are followed by even stupider things, such as how black kids have natural gifts for running the ball and aren't suited to be quarterbacks. Commence the Cringe Count! He goes on to say that they're dangerous, like junkyard dogs. Cringe Count: 2! The damn reporter needles a little more, asking if white kids make better quarterbacks because they're inherently smarter, and Moron Mac does NOT deny this, insisting that not ALL black people are dumb. Cringe Count: 3! Coach catches wind of this situation and wisely pulls Mac away, but the damage has been done. The excrement's about to hit the air conditioning.

Ah, Car Ride with Expositional Radio Sports Show. How I've missed you. Of course the whole McGill scandal is the topic of the day, and poor Coach just looks miserable. How many situations that are beyond his control must this man face? He's like Job! Job I say!

The Williams family is listening as well, and for some reason Smash just doesn't seem to get it. He doesn't understand why everyone is so offended. Um, maybe it's because he just called you a junkyard dog, Smash. Do you need me to draw you a picture?

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As it turns out, the Williams are on their way to look at a house! To buy! Huzzah! The kids absolutely love it, and Mama doesn't think that they can afford it but oh what the hell. They're movin' on up! Of course, as with all things on this show, this brief moment of happiness will surely be followed by a world of pain. I could be wrong. But I'm probably not.

Next stop on the downhill train is Tami's guidance office, where Julie and Tyra are being accused of skipping class. Julie whines that it was only P.E., which in my book is a completely valid excuse. It's like saying, "I'm sorry I missed Torture Class, it won't happen again!" Tyra apologizes for the both of them, to which Tami replies "Well Tyra, that really sounds like a hollow apology to me, so save it." She's so real and in my face! As punishment, Tami declares that in order to make up for the missed classes, they will both have to attend practices for and play in the powderpuff game this week. Both Julie and Tyra look as if they're going to vomit.

Cut to powderpuff practice and holy crap it's LANDRY!! Someone finally let him out of his cage! I'm so excited to see him I can barely process what's going on in the scene but I'll try anyway. He's going to be the referee for the game, and the coaches are none other than His Majesty Timothy Riggins and His Lordship Matthew Saracen. Julie recoils upon seeing Matt, the "charity calendar" party wounds still fresh, and correctly notes that this is going to be awkward. A coin is flipped and the boys start picking teams. Matt picks Tyra first. More picking. Tim picks Lyla. More picking. Matt picks Julie third, with a meek little "Julie Taylor? Please?" She begrudgingly gets up, and if looks could kill Matt would be chillin' with Anna Nicole right now. Too soon?


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