Whitey's got the team on the sidelines. In the background, the cheerleaders are screaming, "K-I-L-L, kill, kill, kill." They are echoing our sentiments about Dadzilla. Anyway, Woda's not too happy. "Dammit! This is a team, not a Chinese fire drill." Don't quite understand that reference, but hey, it sounds derogatory enough to work. Where would sports be if coaches didn't insult players with socially unacceptable jabs? ["Where I come from, a Chinese fire drill is when you stop your car at a light and everyone including the driver has to pile out, run a lap around the car, and pile back in before it turns green. And that concludes today's installment of 'Kids In Jersey Get Really Bored Sometimes.'" -- Sars] He turns to Nathan: "Scott, you're playing selfish. Get out there and pretend you know each other." The boys drink Gatorade. Nathan and Lucas give each other the evil eye. Three cheers, and then it's back on the court for the team. I guess it's not the Ravenettes yelling, because Brooke turns to Peyton and asks if she can catch a ride to Nathan's after-party. Peyton quips, "I didn't think you were going. Figured you be hiding out in Lucas's backseat again." Brooke: "Jealous." Peyton: "No." Brooke: "What, I can see it. You're both so broody, you can brood together." Peyton raises her eyebrow. Brooke smirks. Shut up, Peyton's eyebrow. I've never seen someone use her eyebrow so much in place of emotion before. Oh, and Brooke rocks. These two are cheerleaders who never seem to cheer. TPTB could at least get them to throw a kick in our direction every once in a while. Or at the very least, some spirit fingers.
Back in the game, Nathan desperately tries to get Tim to pass him the ball, but the other team has him blocked in. The virtual commentator who magically shows up in the ether during the game tells me that Tim's trying to get the ball to Nathan but, whoa, oh, wow, Smith passes to Luke, who scores a jump-shot. Karen smiles in the stands. Dadzilla broods better than anyone on the show. He's pissed that Luke scored the basket instead of Nathan. Holy crap. The team wins the freaking game -- shouldn't that be the point, Dadzilla? The narrator says, "Lucas Scott is really starting to gel with this team!" Nathan bitches Tim out. Tim takes it like the bitch-whipped boy he is.