On Saturday, October 9, 2015, Texas wins, defeating the top ten ranked Sooners. I am there in the Cotton Bowl watching my Longhorns defeat the dreaded Hoard from the North. The Texas crowd stays and cheers the team as the crowd from across the Red files out of the Cotton Bowl, home to one of CFB's greatest rivalry games.
The TV announcers are speechless. The Sooner side is strangely subdued. No longer do we hear grumbles and mumbles from a few old codgers in Burnt Orange. The codgers are standing with their Horns Up, professing to have known all along that Charlie was Their Guy. You betcha'. I just smile and wave. Everyone know they really are just full of it. Full of what you ask? If you have to ask, you aren't from Texas anyway.
We have the rest of the season to play, but I'm going to enjoy this. We may get whipped again, or, it may just be paying dividends-having played our talented freshmen.
I will be there.
Hook 'em, Horns!
The TV announcers are speechless. The Sooner side is strangely subdued. No longer do we hear grumbles and mumbles from a few old codgers in Burnt Orange. The codgers are standing with their Horns Up, professing to have known all along that Charlie was Their Guy. You betcha'. I just smile and wave. Everyone know they really are just full of it. Full of what you ask? If you have to ask, you aren't from Texas anyway.
We have the rest of the season to play, but I'm going to enjoy this. We may get whipped again, or, it may just be paying dividends-having played our talented freshmen.
I will be there.
Hook 'em, Horns!
