Mad props to Rose and Ray, who came over to watch this week's episode with me. Secretly, I think they actually love the show, but felt that by shouting out insults they were doing their penance for their guilty pleasure.

Previously on Young Americans: Scout and Will met and realized they were roommates. Girls took off their tops, ran really fast and jiggled. I fell in love with Scout's pecs. Finn found out that Will cheated to get into Rawley. Scout met pump girl Bella, and they fell in l-u-v. Bella's dad told Scout that he and Bella share a father. They didn't care. Terri kissed Verve. Terri flopped onto her bed in her bra.

I wish I could have just watched that instead of the whole episode.

Shots of the lake. Shots of the lake. Shots of the school. And cue the voice-over: "All right. Here is the big picture. Time. It's not really on my side these days. And the moments just seem to fly by. [I accidentally hit mute for three glorious seconds]...incredible journey between my life at school and my friends in town who...really aren't aware of my life at school yet. It's actually kind of hectic. So while trying to tie it all together and make it work, I'm terminally...well, heh, late." As Will talks, we see him run to his bike and bike to a softball field. Okay. Guess we pretty much summed up the whole episode already. Wish there weren't fifty-three more minutes. "Heeeeeeeeey, Sundance!" a boy yells to Will with a high-five. "'Sup, Butch?" Will returns as he takes his place on the field. "Thought you went off to Mexico without me!" "Butch and Sundance went to Bolivia, not Mexico." Yeah, this banter continues for a while, about Will not being around his friends and their being all worried about where he's been, without Will's actually mentioning Rawley. So many double lives in Young Americans, so few that are actually interesting. Will's friend is realizing that he's getting the "I'm being secretive" brush-off, and gives Will a long, meaningful stare usually reserved for jilted girlfriends, before throwing another pitch. Ah, the slow game montage. Close-up slow-motion moving pecs. Thank you, WB. Homoerotica is my friend. At one point, Will's friend shouts, "Oh, yeah!" as Will pulls him into an embrace. He does. I'm not making that up. As Will lets him go he shouts, "Woo!" "Woo!" Will's friend shouts back. They're in luv. More ball playing. More "Woo!"s. Will and Mr. Woo give dap as they compliment each other on their excellent game-winning skillz. Will says he's got to go. Mr. Woo says that they were about to go for a pizza and then go to the lake, adding "Come on!" Will says he has something to do at the house. "You been M.I.A. for dates. What's going on? Calling you. Stopping by." A random pec fills the screen as a twenty-six-year-old passes by in a tight tank. Will says, "I'll talk to you later. I promise." Mr. Woo watches Will run off. Mr. Woo just keeps watching. And squinting. And watching Will as he runs away.