Royale with cheese

* * * crickets * * *

Yeah, sometimes things just work out. Deloss wanted Barnett here. Thank God Daryl, Jim Bob Moffett, and some others wanted Mack. You can dog Mack all you want, with much of it deserved in his later years, but imagine how bad things might (probably would) have turned out if we'd gotten Barnett instead of Brown. Just sayin' . . .

The worst they ever had was wonderful. Oh, wait--that was pussy.

The knee-jerk interpretation of this is that Sark & Co. or someone on their behalf is tempering expectations, ("Well, we've inherited some talent but not as much as we thought we were going to, so don't expect so much so soon.") There's another way to look at it, however: It could just be that Herman & Co. didn't develop the talent we recruited, so that yesterday's legitimate 4-star isn't performing like a veteran 4-star should a couple of years into his college career. This scenario is fixable; the first, not so much.

Yes, they'll all come to meet me,Arms reaching, smiling sweetly.It's good to touch the green, green, grass of home

Aggy never had an original thought, they just try and shine by the reflected light of the SEC. But if you look closer at that light you find that the SEC mystique is born out of a philosophy of almost exclusively playing cupcakes out of conference to bolster the conference's collective W-L records. They rely on the fable that buying cheap wins is justifiable because of the murderous SEC in-conference schedule, conveniently ignoring the fact that the bottom half of the SEC is about like the bottom half of any conference and not a hell of a lot tougher than your average G5. Aggy has seen how this canard, enthusiastically promoted by their ESPN masters, has worked for the SEC over the last 8 to 10 years, so they eagerly jumped on the bandwagon. I suspect that as cord-cutting progresses, competition for eyeballs escalates, and the public's appetite for televised sports becomes more discerning, aggy vs. Kent State or Prairie View (along with Alabama-Mercer, Florida-Samford, LSU-McNeese State, I could go on) won't generate enough viewership to sustain this model. Until that happens, however, we'll be subjected to aggy crowing over a 8-4 or 9-3 schedule in which the best teams they beat were Tennessee and South Carolina, and both of them at Pyle.

Young John Rhoades strides to the mound. Nebraska farm boy. Blazing left-handed speed.

It's a big website with information but that's not important now.

I'm shocked, shocked to find out that he pretentiously hangs ornaments around his neck.

Now, I want you to go in that bag and find my wallet. Which one is it? It's the one that says bad motherfucker on it.

Don't call me Shirley!

. . . 'n wipin' on the top leaves.

Just as well; he would have clubbed you with an empty bottle of a refreshingly acidic pinot grigio with a pear/lemongrass finish.

I noted that you didn't say ". . . but a Liberty or Texas Bowl win may be within reach."

How can any trip down that particular reminiscing road not end with excoriating Gideon for dropping the interception that hit him right between the fucking numbers with :08 left on the clock? Never forget!

Not aggys; they'd fly it into the ground.

Less racist, equally irritating.

Damn right, and my mom's nothing like South Austin's mom and I'd better not see any of that shit on this board.

Uh, uh. Bush's Beans.

Wait, Bielema is Bob Stoops?

Which one is the goose?

Yeah, look at what happened to Dan Quayle.

What do you mean, "like?"