I had stuff to do with my kids today, so I didn't even see the game. I pulled up ESPN on my phone, saw the halftime score was 14-10 and said, "just watch, Texas will completely blow this." And sad to say, I was exactly right. The silver lining was that I didn't have to actually witness any of it.
I kind of hate myself now for allowing myself to believe Sark would be different at the beginning of the season. Maybe he yet will turn this thing around. But I've pretty much reached the same level of apathy now about Texas football that I had under Turtle Tom. I no longer plan my weekends around catching the game. Hell, I don't even have a fucking clue who we are playing next week, except that it will probably be at eleven fucking o'clock once again, which is actually 9:00 am for me out here on the west coast. Nope, not going to bother. I pretty much don't give a shit at this point. I'm more interested to see what Beard is going to do with the hoops team now.