Nothing’s sadder than love triangles in which all the parties love each other. Don’t believe me? Then you haven’t seen a little film called Pearl Harbor. Using the PH template, Street = Affleck – (fake death and faker Southern accent) x spine injury; Riggins = Hartnett + teen alcoholism + bad boy hair; Lyla = Beckinsale – acting classes.
In all seriousness, it was a really great episode for the triangle. We got to see the friendship that was being tested by Riggins’ inability to face his injured friend and what it means—I’d say Street’s paralysis is the end, not only of a football career, but also the collective feeling of immortality that comes with youth. We also got to see that although Lyla dealt with grief using a combustible mix of high-octane perkiness and angsty (but not doubt hot) lovin’, she truly loves Jason. It’s unfortunate that Street’s totally onto the pair, especially after their afternoon with him made Riggins understand that he was just a placeholder.In Matt Saracen news: I totally knew he’d do the right thing and tell the coach, who I also knew would do the right thing. That’s why they each deserve the lovely Taylor women. Speaking of which, Julie totally likes Saracen back! Her little awkward moment at the door when you could tell she thought Matt’s dance comment might lead to talk of another dance (one that requires mums…)? Adorable. Too bad he was just there to see the coach.
My one question of the night: Who were Voo Doo’s henchmen? Are you assigned backup the minute you roll into Dillon? Those guys were big enough and tough enough to be on the team. So why aren’t they? And why are they so close with Voo Doo? He’s a jerk and he’s been in town for all of three minutes. Maybe he brought his posse all the way from New Orleans?
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