It ain't no secret that I love a little show called "Friday Night Lights". I love Coach and Tami, I love little baby Gracie Belle and Jules, I love Saracen and Smash and their bickering friendship. I love bad boy Timmy Riggins and Lyla's gone-Christian storyline. I love Grandma Saracen, love Landry and how everyone still calls him "Lance" and I love how kick ass Tyra is all. the. time. I love Explosions in the Sky and how this show introduced me to the band. I love how I can't stop singing Devil Town. I love Buddy Garrity, I love the football field, I love how somebody scribbled "Street" underneath the Dillon Panther logo on the locker room door. I love how someone at that show, way back in the beginning of season one put Jason Street's name there (details!!). I love how this damn show makes me cry every single flippin' episode and not because I cry at everthing, but because of how lovely the writing is, how the actors work off and with each other, how easily I invested myself in the story and how, in turn, another friend sat with me and watched the first two seasons of this show in under a week. And I love how he loves it too. But most of all? I love how DirectTV picked up FNL up, simply so it could come back for season 3, hopefully to more viewers.
And Season 3, my friends, starts this Friday on NBC. And if this clip doesn't interest you, at least a tiny bit...well, I'm pretty sure you don't have a heart. ;)
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