Well, it's that time of year and though I have been horribly busy, I will certainly be making time for this game. Best of luck to the Sooners...may it be a clean, injury free game that lives up to all it's being made to be.
Now with the pleasantries out of the way....
"Civilization, in every generation, must be defended from barbarians. The barbarians outside the gate, the barbarians inside the gate, and the barbarian in the mirror... "
"When William Barrett Travis wrote in 1836 that he would never surrender and he would have Victory or Death, what he was really saying was that he and his men were forged of a hotter fire. They weren't your average everyday men.
Well, that is what it means to be a Texan. It meant it then, and that's why it means it today. It means just what all those people north of the Red River (OU SUCKS) accuse us of thinking it means. It means there's no mountain that we can't climb. It means that we can swim the Gulf in the winter. It means that Earl Campbell ran harder and Houston is bigger and Dallas is richer and Alpine is hotter and Stevie Ray was smoother and God vacations in Texas. It means that come Hell or high water, when the chips are down and the Good Lord is watching, we're Texans by damned, and just like in 1836, that counts for something.
So for today at least, when your chance comes around, go out and prove it. It's true because we believe it's true. If you are sitting wondering what the Hell I'm talking about, this ain't for you.
If you understand, well.......
Friends, OrangeBloods, Texas folk, raise up and cheer;
I come to bury sooner, not to praise him.
The evil that sooner does lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones;
So let it be with OU.
The haughty Okies
Hath told you OU is greatness:
This is not so, it is a grievous sham,
And next Saturday, OU will be laid to rest,
Here, under shadows of Dallas and the rest--
For Okies are not honourable men;
But the Longhorns, the noblest of men--
Come I to speak at OU's funeral.
Sooner is not a friend, not to me:
But Sooner sayeth he is ambitious;
And that Sooner is an honourable team.
He hath brought many losees home from Dallas
Whose losses did the fans of OU despise:
Did this in OU seem ambitious?
When that the drunk hath cried, OU hath wept:
Ambition should be made of Texas Pride:
Yet Sooner says he is ambitious;
But Okies are not honourable men.
You all have seen that at the Cotton Bowl
We presented them with many a beating,
Which OU does venhemently deny: is this honour?
Yet OU says to be ambitious;
And, again, they are not honourable men.
I speak not to disprove what Sooner claims,
But here I am to speak what I do know: 57-40-5.
You all do love our Great State, with plenty cause:
What cause withholds you then, to smite the crimson and cream Okies?
O judgment! thou art fled to homerism,
And men have lost their reason.
Bear with me;
OU will lay in the coffin with their 3.
And I must pause till rational thoughts come back to me.
But yesterday the word of Mack Brown might
Have stood against the world; now he prepares to smite the Sooners.
And none so deserving more of this fate than Sooner.
O Texans, if I were disposed to stir
Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage,
We would do Texas justice, as we chant "OU SUCKS",
Who, you all know, are not honorable men:
I will do them wrong; I rather choose
To wrong the Okies