Go back and watch some old episodes of Friday Night Lights — watch Minka flirt, watch her cheer, watch her be disgusted, watch her wake up in her underwear with the quarterback's best friend, watch her find Jesus.
She shook her head and said no, no, not at all — almost stuttering, as if she didn't know where to begin.
The twenties were a pain in the ass--figuring it all out.
This is the last thing — let alone anyone — should ever have to deal with.
And I think a career should be as important for him as it is for me.
Now fall for her with these two videos, plus more below and in the November issue of Esquire.