The series finale of Friday Night Lights aired. And I had to say goodbye to Tim Riggins.
I've been known to have some serious tv crushes in my life. I used to get alarmingly jealous when Pacey would kiss Joey on Dawson's Creek. And of course there was Ben Covington, and the universal ladykiller Jordan Catalano (whom Marianne posted about yesterday).
But none of these compare to Tim Riggins. I'm not kidding when I say that I'd jump at the chance to marry Taylor Kitsch, having never met him, based solely on his portrayal of Tim Riggins. Wouldn't think twice.
My best friend and I have a longstanding crush on the poet Li-Young Lee, and years ago we'd play a game called YGTSWLYL. It stood for "You Get to Sleep with Li-Young Lee . . .," and the idea was that we'd try to come up with the most horrifying "if" to see if the other would agree to it.
You get to sleep with Li-Young Lee, but you have to fly a confederate flag from your front porch for the next 5 years
You get to sleep with Li-Young Lee, but you also have to sleep with Rush Limbaugh
You get to sleep with Li-Young Lee, but you have to move to rural Kansas
You get the idea.
Suffice to say that the answer to any YGTSWTimRiggins propositions would be yes, yes, yes!
It is with love, lust, and a heavy heart that I bid adieu to the finest creature that ever graced the television screen. Your character may be gone, but he will never be forgotten.
I honestly love you
So who's your biggest tv crush? Have you ever had it this bad?