THIS IS THE WHITEST SPORT EVER: Welcome back, Friday Night Lights. This post is a bit of an experiment, since I'm not sure how many of our readers are both FNL fans and DirecTV subscribers. I'll try not to be too spoilery.
Yes, this episode suffered from the season premiere malady that manifests itself in inflamed exposition and arrhythmic pacing. Yes, there were contrivances (Tami, whose educational and job history is mysterious, going from unemployed to guidance counselor to principal in three years; Tami just now noticing that the football team is better funded than the school's educational mission). Yes, there are retread plots (the star QB from out of town coming to take Saracen's job; the question of whether Smash will get a scholarship).
But you know what? Any hour in which Tyra Collette delivers a smack-down, a withering stare, a spin-and-walk-away, and a despite-herself smile is a good episode. Plus, it's possible that the greatest college essay of all time would be entitled "The Time I Dumped My Attempted Rapist's Lifeless Body in the Creek."