I never wanted to watch Friday Night Lights. It was one of those mindless football shows that I just automatically dismissed and assumed I would hate.
One of my favorite authors, Sarah Dessen, always talks about the show on Twitter. I trust her judgement on shows but I kept hesitating on watching.
The other night I was scrolling through Netflix and FNL came up on my recommended shows list. I decided to just give it a shot. Verdict? I’m really glad I did.
I’ve only watched 8 episodes so far, but I’ve managed to get chills multiple times already. One episode made me tear up. That’s the kind of writing that really gets to me. The kind that moves you. So I’m going to keep watching. Lazy Saturday mornings are perfect for Netflix marathons.
Clear eyes. Full hearts. Can’t lose.