whats the sips record since LHN rolled out?
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My experience of last week, by Young Williams
I haven’t fully weighed in since the weekend, and here and now seems as good a time and place as any.
My experience of the last week has been significantly different from many of yours, I suspect. I’ll get into the reason why momentarily, but first…
When you make a declaration the likes of which I’m going to, it may invite a close inspection of my fanhood. I offer up the following in my defense:
1. Attended my first Longhorn game as a wide-eyed 7 year old at the Cotton Bowl vs. Alabama.
2. Literally (and I mean dictionary-definition) did not know Texas A&M existed until I was probably in the 5th grade. Was astonished to learn that the state of by-Gawd Texas had any need of any football team other than the Texas Longhorns. You know, the state of Texas’ football team.
3. Have held a 20-year, deep-seeded resentment toward all the traitorous, Junior High ****wits who crawled out of the woodworks to support **** when they mattered for 10 minutes.
4. Would hold out hope against hope during dark Thanksgivings that the impeccably-Spandexed Eric Metcalf would be enough to vanquish the plague set upon us.
5. Have stood by Ricky Williams through…well…everything. I love you, Ricky.
6. Attended the miserable emotional roller coaster ride that was the 2001 Big XII Championship.
7. Have subscribed to multiple for-pay insider Texas websites since 2002. Even bought the old VHS—VHS!!—Recruits in Review videotape that was my first introduction to the love of my life, Vincent Paul Young.
8. Was present for 65-13.
9. Would have been present with my family for 41-38 had it not been physically impossible for me to do so. Still maybe the happiest night of my life even when I was in a dark, dark place.
So I’m a fan, ok? Let’s get that straight.
My normal weekly routine, August through February, is pretty much to be on this site and others constantly, all-day, checking in to see whether some Breaking News has transpired or what the latest twist is in Longhorn Land.
It’s who I am.
Which made the last week really hard, and here’s my declaration: I didn’t participate in last week. Not at all.
As soon as the West Virginia game ended, I began keeping the promise I made to myself last year after 55-17. I wasn’t riding this ride again.
With new coordinators, new blood, new almost everything, I went into last year’s RRR believing that there truly was a new sheriff in town. Greg Davis was gone, and things were going to be different! I believed it.
When last year happened, I made the resolution. I would not invest another ounce of myself in the RRR until Mack was no longer part of it.
This year was hard. Like a victim of abuse, I wanted to believe it couldn’t happen again. Wanted badly to believe the reports of rot coming from Norman. Wanted to believe, as so many were peddling, through the summer and early season, that we actually were the better team this year.
But I had to stay strong. Every time my friend would count the ou game as a win, I’d say “They’re going to curbstomp us”, not really believing it but repeating it to myself rote just to give myself some emotional hedge.
Last week was really hard, though. Sunday, Monday and even on into Tuesday, I was able to still feed my fix with post-mortems of WVU and reflections on the season up to now. My resolve was strong, but it was still difficult.
Wednesday night came, and the LhN’s broadcast of the Torchlight Parade was tempting. I wanted to take part, but I knew that would only increase my vulnerability.
Thursday and Friday were really difficult. I wanted to break. I wanted to read nobis60’s thought’s on game strategy and Scip’s history of the series under Brown. But I knew that would be opening myself up.
Friday night was really bad. I watched the US-Antigua qualifier, and that held my attention for most of the evening, but then I had a lot of time to kill before trying to lay down to sleep.
I’d already discussed my plan with my main Longhorn-cohort and step-father, the two people I communicate with the most about games. My plan was to record the game. My friend in California was supposed to send me a simple text when the 4th-quarter began. Either “No, we are not down 10+ to start the 4th” or “Yes, we are down 10+ to start the 4th”.
I was going to try to sleep late. Really late, like past noon. I was going to wake up and read some iPad comics to pass the time, waiting to learn whether it was safe or not.
Eventually, I had run as far as I could run, and the truth caught up with me.
My plan had worked, sort of. I think my outrage and emotional pitch was slightly less fevered than all those who went into this game with hope.
When I found out it’d happened again, I started trying to process it.
And I’ve written all this to basically lead up to this: I’m really angry. This is not how college football is supposed to be. You’re supposed to look forward to your rivalry game. You’re supposed to have uncontrollable, irrational, throbbing, visceral elation and preoccupation with the festival of football that is coming that day. You’re going to lose some. You’re going to win some. But it’s going to be ****ING AWESOME.
And, despite every good quality about him that Scip has articulated and with which I agree, Mack has stolen this game from me. As much as I could make it so, it didn’t happen for me this year. And that’s not right.
I knew, after 55-17, that I could never again go into a Mack-coached RRR with any level of confidence—at all— that it wouldn’t happen again.
And in spite of every precaution I’ve taken over the last 52 weeks, I’m still stunned and incredulous and just where all of you are: It happened. Again.
So yeah, Mack has to go. I want the ou game back.
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Have held a 20-year, deep-seeded resentment toward all the traitorous, Junior High ****wits who crawled out of the woodworks to support **** when they mattered for 10 minutes.
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This is not how college football is supposed to be.
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In all of the time he spent describing his level of fan hood, he left out all the games he attended as a student.
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In all of the time he spent describing his level of fan hood, he left out all the games he attended as a student.
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I knew, after 55-17, that I could never again go into a Mack-coached RRR with any level of confidence—at all— that it wouldn’t happen again.
And in spite of every precaution I’ve taken over the last 52 weeks, I’m still stunned and incredulous and just where all of you are: It happened. Again.
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coached Texas in some of the greatest games in college football history
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The horns were in the depths of hell when he got here. He got it turned around quickly so a lot of leeway was given. He finally got a conference title and a BCS win then got the MNC. That gave him some more time. That time has now run out.
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Two conference titles at the University of Texas in fifteen years. 2 of 15. Think about it.
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coached by a bunch overpaid ***gots.
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Texas velvet maestro
posted 2:27p, 10/15/12
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The horns were in the depths of hell when he got here. He got it turned around quickly so a lot of leeway was given. He finally got a conference title and a BCS win then got the MNC. That gave him some more time. That time has now run out.
No. This is worse than '97. We don't have Ricky. Our 97 defense was slow, but they could tackle. We came out sometimes and played over our heads, like against A&M and Neb in '96. We had some guys with pride. We beat Ou. This is the depths of hell. Today. We are all hype and there is no end in sight. We have a bunch of spoiled babies coached by a bunch overpaid ***gots. And a gigantic hype machine called LHN, and it is an embarrassment.
All of it.
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The horns were in the depths of hell when he got here. He got it turned around quickly so a lot of leeway was given. He finally got a conference title and a BCS win then got the MNC. That gave him some more time. That time has now run out.
No. This is worse than '97. We don't have Ricky. Our 97 defense was slow, but they could tackle. We came out sometimes and played over our heads, like against A&M and Neb in '96. We had some guys with pride. We beat Ou. This is the depths of hell. Today. We are all hype and there is no end in sight. We have a bunch of spoiled babies coached by a bunch overpaid ***gots. And a gigantic hype machine called LHN, and it is an embarrassment.
All of it.
[This message has been edited by Texas velvet maestro (edited 10/15/2012 2:29p).]