Catching up with Longhorn John: Comparing the state of two programs

The number that flashed on my iPhone was very familiar. Nevertheless, the call caught me by surprise.

What did Longhorn John want?

Longhorn John is an old friend. He’s usually a pretty good guy, but when discussing college football, he becomes a delusional, insufferable buffoon.

We hadn’t spoken since I saw him at his mother’s place in Austin a few years ago. That visit didn’t end well. I accused him of living in the past, which made his mood ring turn black.