What a night for a football game! Cool, breezy and packed! Of course, the Horns snatched victory from the jaws of defeat and eventually buried Colorado 38-14, before about 101,500 in DKR Memorial Stadium. The crowd included a virtual Who’s Who of Texas Apes, including Bill Rubinsky, Herb Holland and … OK I’m sure there were a whole bunch of us there, but I only saw Pappy, who had to run three blockades, jump a barrier and use his best Border Jumping Spanish to gain access into the section of DKR where I was enjoying a birthday present ballgame with my sons, Jeremy and Ben, aka HoseA and HoseB.
In the filthy language section of DKR-Memorial Stadium: Brother X, Brother Pappy, and Twin Brothers Ben and Jeremy Holland (Hose B and Hose A)
This photo came with quite a price! See other photos from the game here.
Meanwhile, I discovered that UT students are a tad rowdier at football games than they were in the 1970s…even rowdier than we were as we were being tear gassed by Aggies on the Drag. While Pappy enjoyed the game from the “Hearing Aid Section,” as he described it, your old Brother X was busy taking down notes furiously as 18-22 year old college students hurled some of the most creative vulgarity towards the field — mostly at the Horns — I’ve ever heard, and I know my filthy language. Believe me brothers, this crap would have made ‘em blush in Philadelphia!
And when did “Hail, Hail the Gang’s All Here,” in the Fight Song get replaced by “Give em Hell, Give em Hell, Make ‘em Eat Sh*T?”
Finally, when I’d had enough, I turned to the kid behind me and asked, “do you actually XXXXX your dog with that mouth?”
“@#$XC SE$%H#, and the Z@#) you rode in on” was his reply.
Freaking English lit majors ALWAYS leave me speechless!
