I applaud your audacity to come to ATT, dressed head to toe in maroon, including a very fashionable Bobby Reed jersey that the 15 y/obso was sporting. You cheered on every OSU first down like A&M had won the Super Bowl, fist bumped every UT penalty and screamed in agony at every non call against the horns. I appreciate you wanting to experience what playoff football was like considering it will be a cold day in hell before the fighting Elmo’s make it.
I was impressed when every time a UT fan reminded you of your 8-5 record or that night in November several weeks ago that you were head strong enough to ask where everyone’s diploma was from, as I am sure you wanted to make sure no one had to admit to also being an Aggie.
I was also happy to see your inner Aggie cowardice show its sheep head when you and your boy donned your SMU sweatshirts to sneak out of the stadium before the end of the game, good planning so that you didn’t get your ass beat in front of your son.
Cheers and Hook’em to you both, shining examples of solid Aggie parenting and a look at the future of your shit hole university. Keep being you aggies, keep being you.
Hook’em.
I was impressed when every time a UT fan reminded you of your 8-5 record or that night in November several weeks ago that you were head strong enough to ask where everyone’s diploma was from, as I am sure you wanted to make sure no one had to admit to also being an Aggie.
I was also happy to see your inner Aggie cowardice show its sheep head when you and your boy donned your SMU sweatshirts to sneak out of the stadium before the end of the game, good planning so that you didn’t get your ass beat in front of your son.
Cheers and Hook’em to you both, shining examples of solid Aggie parenting and a look at the future of your shit hole university. Keep being you aggies, keep being you.
Hook’em.
