Friday Night Lights Page #6

home for the season.

Well, what do you know, folks. Look

at this coming out of the locker room.

Number 45 has emerged

from the locker room.

Boobie doesn't look like

he's limping at all.

He looks good to me.

He looks like he's ready to go.

Now the question is, decoy or player?

- He ain't gonna play.

- I don't think so either.

From what I know about

Coach Gary Gaines,

nobody holds his cards closer

than Gary does.

- Come on, guys. Let's go! Let's go!

- Hut.

Winchell pitches to Comer.

Flipped on his head.

Winchell, pressured by Olivera, swings

a pass out to Billingsley... Picked off!

It's Dominguez. Dominguez will

take it in from 25 yards away.

And Lee brings home points.

Hang on to the ball, son!

Don't worry about it.

Shake it off. Shake it off.

Don't worry about it, Coach.

Let me spin. Let me spin, Coach.

Y'all wanna win, put Boobie in.

Set. Hut. Hut.

- Winchell will swing it out to Billingsley.

- Come on, Donnie.

And the ball is tripped

by Dominguez.

Kevin Lane, and a blatant body slam...

- ... by Billingsley.

- Donnie! Donnie!

What's up?

My goodness. Son, is there something

wrong with you? Are you mentally okay?

What are you puttin' your helmet on for?

Take your helmet off, son.

You're gonna sit on the bench for a little

while. You don't need that helmet.

Third down, with less than

two minutes to play in the half.

Strandler over the left side,

uncontested. 32 yards down to T.D.

Permian came in with a four-game win streak

but they haven't been tested all year.

Coach Gaines is gonna have to find

a way to get his offense on track...

or start feeling his season

slipping through his fingers.

Do you think you're playin' football?

Do you think you're playin' football?

Do you think you're playin' football?

You are showing me nothing.

Do you understand me?

Do you think you got it made?

Do you think you got it made?

Because if that's what you think,

you're gonna find out what

it feels like to sit on your asses...

and watch Midland Lee

take your season!

No offense tonight for Mojo, and still

no sign of James Boobie Miles.

Y'all wanna win? Put Boobie in.

I'm about to spin.

Come on, Coach. Come on, Coach.

Let me get this for you.

Under five minutes to play

and Lee still leads 14-7.

Weak defense, weak offense and no Boobie.

If you're Coach Gaines, what do you do?

Right now Mike Winchell

can't get this offense going,

and the Midland coach

has seen Boobie on the sidelines.

If you don't put him in, he knows

you're bluffing. I'd put him in.

All right. Move out!

Come on!

- Boobie! You're in. Let's go! Let's go!

- What you want, yo?

Well, we apparently are all

gonna get what we wished for,

because here comes Boobie Miles, and

this is certainly what the fans came to see.

That's number 45

back in the Permian backfield.

- Back slam, 37 stretch...

- Break!

Now Boobie the senior, number 45, lining

up behind quarterback Mike Winchell,

and offensive line is rarin' to go

with room to run.

Three, 12, hut.

Miles going left.

Hesitates just a bit.

Get off! Get off!

- Let's go with 60-Cheetah.

- 60-Cheetah!

Let's go! Let's go!

They're gonna cheat up

close to the line again

and see if they're gonna

run Boobie one more time.

He will go to the right.

There is a hole.

He gets a block. The Dominguez brothers

take him down. He spins and he's down.

Take it easy. Stay down.

- Don't touch it. Don't touch it.

- Try to relax.

Let me take a look at it.

I'm gonna get up on my own.

I can get up on my own.

Folks, the utter joy of watching

Boobie Miles trot back on to the field...

has been replaced by the sheer misery

of watching him being carried off of it.

We unfortunately may have

seen the last of Boobie Miles...

...in the black and white of Permian.

Let me see.

He's done.

- We're gonna go jet fire, Coach.

- Well, you better go somethin'!

One minute 35 seconds

left to play in this one.

Panthers move immediately

to the hurry-up offense.

Boobie no longer a factor. Comer, following

the tackle, will dig up near midfield.

The clock now inside of 1:20.

It'll be second down, Permian.

Lee clinging to that seven-point lead

and time becomes a factor.

- 60 Cheetah.

- 60 Cheetah! 60 Cheetah! Hut!

Again, Winchell to Payne,

beating Preston.

Only 40 seconds left.

Mike Winchell trying to keep

Permian's play-off hopes alive.

- Completes the pass.

- He's got it. He's got it.

Winchell was drilled,

but he seems to be okay.

- Back it off!

- Winchell, past time, he's lookin;

Again, Winchell to Payne.

The clock continues to run.

- 25 seconds left.

- Go, go!

Let's go! We got four up!

Hold it. Hut.

Mike Winchell trying to keep

the play-off hopes alive. Complete.

We gotta go with...

This is for the ball game.

The clock is still moving.

Come on, front line!

Mike Winchell will go for the shotgun,

- steps back and he drops the ball.

- Pick it up! Pick it up!

Picks it up, steps into the pocket,

looking for Allen Wyles, he's open.

Here's the pass, and it's... too tall.

Midland Lee wins the ball game.

- It's all right.

- No, man.

- I'm sorry.

- It's all right.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- Thanks for nothing, Permian.

- Go home, cowards.

I don't understand what's gonna

happen at this point. How do we...

Another loss, and that's thrown us

into a three-way tie.

- They're going to have a coin toss.

- You gonna be all right?

- I'm okay.

- You're serious?

That's right. We're gonna get the three

coaches, they're all gonna toss a coin.

I love you.

What the hell kind of way

is that to make a decision?

When you assemble

the kind of talent that we have here,

and then you just

throw it away like that.

It started with him playin' Boobie

when we had a big lead.

And now... This is a once in a lifetime

thing to be able to see these people...

I mean, we could have

been in the history books.

And now? Ain't no way.

- I mean, that's it.

- What about Winchell's play tonight?

Well, what do you think?

- And that Billingsley couldn't hold on...

- They all suck.

And I think it

just goes to the coachin;

That's what it is.

You know what else it is, too?

They been doin' too much

learnin' in the schools.

My daddy used to take a bullwhip,

and he'd cut it up...

And he'd tie 13 knots in it.

Then he'd beat me

and beat me in my gut...

till I got a sick feeling in my stomach.

Well,

that's how I feel...

when I watch you...

play... football.

Sick at my stomach.

Oh, I need some fresh air!

- Aah.

- What the hell are you doing?

Get this sickness

out of my stomach.

- Yeah.

- Goddamn it, Dad.

You were sent down here

to learn how to play football.

And you haven't.

You have not!

And I gotta take that

as a personal... failure!

Nobody in Mojo football

wants to win in a coin toss.

But that's the way it is.

That's the way the tiebreaker is.

Well, they oughta

change that.

They ought to change coaches...

Make a lot of changes in executing.

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