Alright, now, I know I compared the last football game to Stanley Kubrick's "Full Metal Jacket", but this week, I think i'm justified in comparing it to David Lynch's "Wild at Heart".

By that, I mean it was awesome. And that it involved a lot of travelling. After ninety minutes of searching, I'm actually a little dissapointed that we never found the mysterious "Jarred".

I think Katie deserves a special mention for the most badass moment of the night, which was when she basically told Michael Dyer and company to fuck off.