Readers, I must advise you watch NBC's terrific
Friday Night Lights. If
Mad Men delivers the cool detachment of a martini, and
Glee supplies the manic sugar rush of Skittles, than
Friday Night Lights provides the hearty Americana of a steak. It simultaneously makes you feel like the month of October, the moment you realize you like someone, hooded sweatshirts, that time your coach gave an inspiring speech and you cried, 50 degree weather, and your first high school party.
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