Silvio cheers on his daughter: "Heather Dante! Hundred bucks for a goal!" Heather looks at him like "whuh?" "What is with Ally today?" Artie mutters. "She's sleepwalking out there." A brown-haired girl with her hair in a tucked-in braid wanders lackadaisically around the midfield. Tony snarks that Ally eats over at their house three nights a week, so "I know she's got the energy." Silvio picks a fight with the ref, and the ref orders him off the field, and Silvio curses at him and does the Billy Martin dirt-kicking thing, then stomps off to the accompaniment of booing from the stands and takes a bow. The coach yells at "Red 42" and then bawls, "Ally!" Ally looks over at him fearfully, and he furrows his brow and mouths "come on" at her. She takes off downfield, pulls off a breakaway, shoots, and scores just before the buzzer sounds. Her teammates mob her, and the fathers on the sidelines mob each other, and the coach yells, "Yes!" about twenty times, and Artie calls the coach a "beautiful brilliant genius" and says that if the coach can get Chiara a college scholarship, "I'll blow the guy at midfield." "Oh, you will?" Tony cracks. He asks Artie, "How's cheffing at Dimple's?" Artie says it's great and babbles on about a new chemical brightener they got to perk up the lettuce in the salad bar; Tony leans in and says that his offer is still good if Artie wants to make some money by putting it "out on the street" at two points and splitting the interest. Truthfully, I don't know exactly what he means, but I assume that he's talking about loan-sharking. Artie searches for the right thing to say and comes up with the lie, "I can't do the math, Ton' -- I'm an artiste." Tony sees right through him and smiles, "Get outta here," and then he claps and shouts, "Good job, girls!"

Cut to one of the girls at Bada Bing, doing a pole dance. Tony brings a bottle of vodka over to a corner of the bar, where Artie and Silvio have settled in to bore the coach to death with strategic suggestions; Silvio tells the coach that "everything is on the house." Tony waves over one of the girls to meet the coach. Artie reminds the group that the coach has had a job offer at the college level, "Division 1A." The coach makes self-deprecating noises and says that he doesn't want to move his wife and Deena (his daughter, I guess) "every time somebody ups the ante," and besides, "how many chances does a man get to coach his own daughter," blah blah blah. A girl comes up behind Tony, and the men toast to the soccer team, and Tony puts his arm around the girl and asks her to give the coach a "deluxe tour of the VIP lounge." The coach adopts a deer-in-headlights mien; Artie says, "Whoa, guys. Jesus, we said 'a beer.'" The girl comes over to nuzzle the coach, who looks uncomfortable and tries to extricate himself: "Thank you, but I don't think so." Tony looks over at the door to see Makazian entering and mutters, "Aw, Jesus Christ," and the girl walks off, but Silvio tries to convince him with, "Coach -- it's on the house."