Humanity! I love it! When has television ever made you feel this way? NEVER.
So, Peter Berg is in town (as "Mo McArnold") on what Coach calls "the world"s longest business trip." Mo is Tami"s old boyfriend, the one that came right before Coach, and he"s in every way Coach"s opposite -- flashy, talky, jittery. He"s in town looking to buy some real estate, but it"s clear the only property he has eyes for is in Tami Taylor"s pants. Coach can only take so much of Mo"s incessant "friendly" kissing of Tami"s cheeks before he really, according to every code of manhood ever written in any culture, is called upon to go whiskey shot for whiskey shot with him. Which (again, according to some man code) ends with Peter Berg and Kyle Chandler rolling around on the floor together.
Smash tries to ingratiate himself to the University of Alabama since TMU dumped him; when that fails, he finds himself taking a meeting with a recruiter for arena football. Yikes. Coach finally steps in to help him out of this downward spiral, taking him for another meeting with the football coach at Whitmore College -- the historically black school Corinna wanted him to go to. They still want him, and he makes a commitment to play for them. He"s not immune to the sadness of seeing his NFL dreams ended, but tries to listen to his mother"s assurances that it"s the college education that matters.
The waitress that Jason Street had a one-night stand with shows up to tell him she"s pregnant. Jason can"t believe it, because everyone told him it wasn"t physically possible for him to have children. The nineteen-year-old waitress (rightly) is pretty set on an abortion until Jason lays it on super-thick about the tiny toes and fingers and how this is his one chance to have a child.
And, in the most surprisingly good storyline of the night, Lyla and Chris grow closer when he invites her to a family weekend at his grandmother"s ranch. His family is infuriatingly perfect -- educated, somewhat worldly, witty, and loving -- and you can see Lyla just blooming under the prospect of becoming part of something so blessed again after being in paralysis/divorce/adultery exile for so long. But this is exactly where the long arc of her dalliance(s) with Tim Riggins pays off; we know she has it in her, and so as much as she wants the perfection, she"s always going to need the Riggins. When Chris prematurely ends their soon-to-become-heavy-petting session, Lyla is quite literally blue-balled and it"s fascinating. Meanwhile, Tim Riggins has been playing it steady, going to her church (and, ridiculously, hosting a sports call-in radio show there), just keeping himself in view. I think it"s going to work. May the best man fucking win.
Oh, god. Except we might not ever know! Show! Come back!