At the Playgirl Ranch, Billy walks around being short while Tyra sits on a chair trying to hide being tall. They're talking about golf, which Tyra says bores her. Billy is apparently talking about his almost-pro golf career, "If it hadn't a been for September 11, I would've gotten my card." Tyra teases him, "So, what, it's the terrorists' fault?" They laugh. Billy explains, they cancelled some tournament that year right when he was on a roll; then at Christmas, their father left, and he had to take care of Tim. Tyra asks about their mom, and Billy exposits that she spent all her time sitting on the back porch, drinking bourbon and coke, and smoking. Tyra looks serious and Billy apologizes for whining. She says that's not it; "it's just, I learn more about the Riggins family in two minutes sittin' with you than I did in a whole year dating Tim." She looks wistful: "He doesn't talk much," with which Billy agrees. Aw, Tyra is still hung up.

Shady Grady is making a house call at the Williamses'. Smash is showing him the letters he has from all the big football colleges. Shady Grady breaks it to him "I'm sorry to have to tell you this, but any kid who can run twenty yards without falling down gets one of those." He tells Smash he needs to get serious, treat football like a job. Smash interrupts him to tell Shady Grady about his plan, which is less a "plan" and more "fairy dust up the ass." He's going to get a scholarship, go pro, buy his mother a huge house, give one sister an Escalade, and the other a pony. Um, okay. Shady Grady says they have to wait and see about his size and strength, and Smash interrupts him again, telling him not to worry about his size, that people have said he was too small since J.V., but he's started ever since. He says it isn't size that matters but heart. Shady Grady decides to leave the boy to his delusions: "I reckon that's what this game is for." That and also for lining the pockets of a bunch of fat, white men.

Alamo Freeze. Julie and a friend walk up, Julie complaining about Homecoming, "I mean, so, what? You graduated. You're fat and old." Heh. Matt and Landry are eating in Landry's car, watching Julie. Landry tells his friend to "go forth and multiply." Fangirls everywhere squee.

We cut, with the help of some rap-rock, over to a pair of slim legs running. I honestly thought this was another Lyla-Out-For-Run-That-Turns-To-Sex scene opener, until the camera pans up and we see that the beautifully shapely Lady Legs belong to none other than Tim Riggins.