…when we listen to a tool like Coach.

The ponytailed one, who continues to look like a villain in a Grade-Z ’90s karate movie starring Jeff Speakman, is still running the game over at Timbira, which is a shame because no one seems to really like him. I’m not sure what he brings to the table besides the compulsion to cut off his ponytail and slap him with it.

And listening to his opinion about bootings doesn’t seem to be working because Timbira keeps sucking cheese. Well, they would suck cheese if they ever one any food. They’re sucking the memory of food. They also got rid of Jerry, who was sick, which is too bad because I was looking forward to him opening up a can of former Army whoop-butt on everyone. Vaya con bye-bye, man.

Meanwhile, Jalapao has the power and all the reward. They also have a potential whammy brewing in their midst – There’s a secret cross-tribal alliance going on, and its delicious. For the second week, they’ve sent Brendan, the hottie from Timbira, to Exile, and he’s chosen Jalapao’s Taj, former pop star from SWV and current ex-NFL player wife, to come with him and plot behind everyone’s back. Because they can’t tell when an anvil is being dropped on their heads, both tribes have to have Jeff Probst point out that they should maybe be concerned about this.

“Uh, that’s not a problem,” says Spencer, our young Gator, who can not only not take a hint but somehow misses that huge “I got a secret” grin on Taj’s face. Taj, by the way, is really rotten at keeping a secret. First she spills that her husband is Eddie George, rich former football person, and then she can’t keep a poker face. You know SWV’s big 1993 hit “Weak,” that goes “I get so weak in the knees.”

Make that weak in the face. Watch it, girl.