Have you seen Murderball? I haven't, but I still know quad rugby when I see it. Attended by a nurse, Jason sits on the sidelines and watches the four-wheeled athletes on the court bash the shit out of each other. It's like a combination of lacrosse and a demolition derby. Jason's whole upper body twitches involuntarily at one point, either from excitement or from a random nerve firing. Probably both. His expression is neutral, but his eyes are riveted. Or maybe those got paralyzed too. See? I'm trying, here.
Lyla comes in to see Tami in the counselor's office, and Tami starts off on an inappropriate note: "It's not true what they say about cheerleaders, that you're all just a bunch of T&A and nothing between the ears." Lyla seems a bit politely thrown by this, but this is just Tami's roundabout way of congratulating Lyla on her straight-A record. Tami asks Lyla if she's thinking about colleges, and Lyla explains that she always assumed she'd go wherever Jason went. She had a whole Jason-following plan and everything, which she outlines now. At the end, Tami smiles and nods and asks what Lyla wants. There's a long pause, which Lyla finally breaks with a nervous laugh. The details on this show are so telling, but they're a bitch to recap, man. I don't envy Drunken Bee one bit. Lyla says she hasn't had much time to think about it, "with Jason's recovery and all." Tami says that maybe Lyla should start doing that. Lyla just nods and smiles pleasantly, her clenching fingers the only outward sign that her brain has just gone into catastrophic vapor-lock. Still not ready to get her arms around Plan B, this girl.
Coach Taylor finds Bud making photocopies of the playbook for Voodoo in his office, and all of a sudden hackles are up all over the place. "You got a problem with that now?" Bud demands. Taylor says he just likes to know what's going on in his office. "Like I like to know what's going on with my offense." Bud objects to the insinuation, I object to the amateurish wordplay, and Taylor objects to "[his] offensive coordinator chatting up Buddy Garrity like he's on a date." Bud gets right up in Taylor's face at that, saying it's none of his business. "You think I want your job, right?" Bud says. "Well, you're damn right I do. The way I see it, you're sitting in my chair." Bud insists that he wants to win, just like Taylor. "These are my boys too. So you pull it together. You got that?" Bud storms out of Taylor's office with his copies of the playbook. Enjoy being the boss for about five seconds there, did you, Bud?