Every time I think of this game, I think of Roy Williams (the OU one) jumping over from Reunion Arena to land in Chris Simms' body and reach in and split him open, Matrix-style.
This game strikes fear in me. Because, let's be honest, I've never been open to embracing OU. They were the ones in Maroon, face-less and evil. North of the border. Banshees. They came to our shores and took our players and brainwashed them to a place that, according to their State Department of Tourism, is "OK." Not great, but OK.
So great. GameDay will be there. Great. Herbstreit and Corso. I like Chris Fowler, but ugh. The Austin American-Statesman reports that the team with who wins the battle of turnovers (apple, or fumbles) has won nine of the last ten times. Last year OU won 28-21, and that was the closest margin in a decade, mainly because the referee popped the ball out of Jamaal Charles' hands on the 4-yard line. The referee was later proved to have been wearing Sooner Schooner underwear. Look it up.
The second turnover of the game happened when Colt McCoy threw the ball to Jamaal Charles and Bob Stoops ran on the field and tipped the ball to an OU defender.
Texas and OU have both forced five fumbles, and OU has forced two more interceptions - four - than Texas has.
I think Texas is either going to win by one. Or lose by 30.
I'll tell you what I've noticed doing this for six weeks: The Austin American-Statesman reports solely on Texas' progress in preparing for the next game. The Oklahoman focuses on the heroic qualities of the Sooner players.
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