Smallville High locker room. Jason asks Clark, who is already suited up in his red uniform, for a permission slip. Clark hands one over. He's asked what positions he's played. Just with Lex? Jeez, you got a copy of the Kama Sutra around anywhere? In football, though, Clark hasn't played at all. He says his dad wasn't too keen on the idea. Jason surmises that Bo Duke doesn't even know Clark is trying out. When it comes to defying fathers, Jason says, he's kind of a pro. Because in football, with the pro and high school and college and...I get it! Good one, Smallville! Subtle, yet tasty. Clark gulps. "I'm not doing this for him," he says. Jason preaches some wisdom. He says that a lot of people join the team so that people will look at them differently. He tells Clark that he has to change within himself for that to happen. Then he starts singing "You Gotta Be" by Des'Ree. "That's why I'm here," Clark says. Well, good. As long as you promise to be bad, bold, and wiser. Jason wants to see what Clark's got. Clark reverts to his time with Lex and thinks, "What, like right here? Just slap it on the bench? Man. This guy's fast!" Then he closes a locker, exiting my little joke, and goes out to the field.
The football field! Players run into a tackling dummy, and hop through some laid-out tires. The coach, who looks a bit like Billy Bob Thornton, tosses Clark a ball and tells him to prove something to them. Clark puts on his helmet and lines up. Jason has to point him toward the line of scrimmage. "Hut! Hut!" Clark calls as he hikes the ball. He's playing quarterback, but I think we can all see that Clark is a natural tight end. Clark does the thing you've seen in every lame movie about a rag-tag football team: he tosses the football and it hits the receiver so hard in the chest that he falls down. Only, since the ball arcs normally, the physics don't work at all. But whatever. Wonk, wonk, wonk. Jason and Clark are all smiles as the pumping alt-rock crap plays. Jason says that'll work, and tells everybody to line up. Many high-fives are exchanged.