Friday Night Lights is unbelievably earnest, the team have group prayers before games, Coach Taylor (using the power of his hair/sunglasses) gives cheesy locker room pep talks and they all chant ‘Clear eyes, full hearts, can’t lose’ at some point every game to motivate themselves to victory. Matt Saracen (oh number 7 you’re the prince of awkward cute!) SINGS HIS SENILE GRANDMOTHER TO SLEEP.
But I will (uncharacteristically) never mock any of these things, because FNL is so fuck awesome and slow-clap epic that I cannot quite put my love of it into words. Just know that in walking past a place called ‘Bigguns ribs’ in my lunch break, I thought that it said ‘Riggins Ribs’ and that some genius had named a restaurant after my favourite Texan teen alcoholic Tim Riggins.
Yes, Tim, a rib shack. Named after you.
I am so excited for season 4 my facial expression looks a bit like the guy on the far right at the back.
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