Hate Texas Week: Friday

Well, it's the night before the big game. You'll all be pleased to know that I'm still alive, still not incarcerated, and haven't gotten the crap beaten out of me. And if you had any idea what this weekend entails usually, you'd be relieved. Or disappointed, since you think I have one of those things coming to me.

In my brain, I know we're probably going to get destroyed. We're probably going to lose something like 78-4. But as kickoff gets closer, the brain is pushed aside by the heart, and I won't hear any defeatist talk.

I'm feeling better about our chances now that we have our nonsensical cheer. Last year it was "Riblets!" So, something good happens, and you just shout out "Riblets!"

This year our cheer is "Leerooooooy Ndrjeeenkiiins". If you don't know what that refers to, check out this video. It's a captured scene from some people playing World of Warcraft, a game that I thank the blessed Jesus that I haven't started playing.

Well, I need to hit the sack, rest up my lungs, and begin the process of converting all the steak and Mexican I've been eating into fat.