This route has worked well for me the past 20 years:
Friday, start drinking as early as possible, remind your girlfriend/wife/mistress that she is along for the ride and Saturday is going to be epic.
Friday 4pm, start nailing pitchers at the largest rate for the lowest price with many Texas fans.
Friday 7pm, ask your boys where they are and call them pussies.
Friday 10pm. Remind your girl that she’s just along for the ride, Saturday is going to be epic and you have no idea how you both ended up in the West End ready to blackout or get into a fist fight with a land thief or do both.
Friday 10:05 pm. “That’s fine, I’ll catch up with you at the hotel and be ready to go to the game.” To your girl
Friday 11pm. You’ve done it. You’ve met up with dirty Mike and the boys for an absolute throw down that you won’t remember.
Saturday 6am. You just had an epic night with Dirty Mike and the boys. You have a hangover that is worse than the New Years 2000 but it is immediately eliminated by adrenaline and your girl bitching about how she’s already hearing stories about last night and you pissing on some guy’s shoes that had a mullet, crimson shirt, but absolutely no degree in higher education.
Satruday 6:15am. Find food because you’re a dumbass and you didn’t eat Dinner last night.
6:45, go to state Fair, jump out of cab/uber 1/4-1/2 mile early because traffic sucks.
7:10am watch your cab that just go out of drive past you.
8am. Remind your girl that today is going to be epic.
8:30am knock down 2 Corn Dog Ales at the beer garden next to the stadium.
9am mike and the dirty boys are back. Grab fried food so your girl doesn't hear all of last nights stories.
11am Kick the ever loving shit out of OU.
The end.