On Our Way To Crazy

Good news, folks. Friday Night Lights is back in my life.

If you have ever read this blog before, you know how much I love this show. I have gone on and on and on.

I wish I could tell you that I’ve gotten a grip. Gained a little perspective. Come to realize that the Taylors and Buddy Garrity and TIM RIGGINS are not real people who live in Dillon, Texas. But I would be lying.

(Ohhhh, girls. Tim Riggins.)

This show is great at making the characters feel like real people. And they are great at teenagers. They nail the attitudes and personalities of these small-town Texas kids. They actually act like kids, not the mini-twentysomethings you find on so many teencentric shows. And while a few of them are really really ridiculously good looking (*cough*TimRiggins*cough*), most of them are pretty normal. Like people you know.

People you know who make you cry every week. It doesn’t really feel like fall until Coach Taylor is yelling at some kids one second and then helping then make Big Life Decisions the next.

I love it. So so so much.