The sound of the cheering spills over into the next scene, where we find Jason, back in bed, gazing up at the little memory wall above him. Lyla comes in wearing her cheerleader uniform, all flirty and asking how he's feeling. She gives him a peck on the lips, and he asks what she's doing there. "You're going to be late for the game," he says. Lyla just nods and says Jason has a visitor. It's Taylor, bearing a Panthers football helmet. Jason can't take hold of it yet, but he's able to reach out one hand and sort of rake his knuckles gratefully over the curved surface. It's heartbreaking. Jason's so sweet. I'd be like, "Oh, protective gear. Thanks. Just what I needed THREE WEEKS AGO, FUCKER!" Taylor sets the helmet on Jason's lap and heads out, but stops when Jason tells him, "God bless you, Coach." "Clear eyes, full hearts," Taylor says. "Can't lose," Jason responds. That's totally this show's "Live long and prosper." After Taylor's gone, the whole team and coaching staff starts filing in, Smash first. "What up, Street?" he asks. Jason looks at the ceiling to tip the tears back in and asks with bravado, "What's up, fellas?" Smash says they're going to win tonight for Jason. One by one, everyone passes by Jason's bed, clasping his arm or shoulder with an encouraging word. Except Voodoo, who just stands by the door with a blank expression. He could have stayed in the bus if he was going to act like that. Jason laughs to see poor, nervous Matt, and tells him to play well. Matt doesn't bother burdening Jason with the news that he doesn't expect to play at all tonight.

Riggins is last, and he has to steel himself in the door to make it the rest of the way to Jason's bed. Even so, his face crumples, and both boys have to take a second to pull it together. "I miss you, Street," Riggins finally says. "Where the hell you been?" Jason asks, not entirely jovially. Lyla has been standing at Jason's bedside this whole time, and her guilty expression could pass for discomfort at the friends' awkward reunion, if anyone were paying attention to her right now. Riggins just says, "Around," and that's all he can do besides hold Jason's hand and try not to blubber. Finally Jason takes pity on him and cuts him loose. As Riggins flees, Lyla comes back in for another chaste kiss. They exchange "I love you"s, and Lyla carries the helmet from Jason's lap to the table across the room where he can see it. After he's done crying, that is.