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What happens to a team’s APR with all of the transfers? I mean, if aggy loses 25% of their eligible roster to the portal/draft, that has to sting, right?

Fleeing armies have taken tons of casualties in warfare throughout history. Mobile elements (cavalry, armor) tip scales in favor of the victor and then are in prime position to follow up and cut down people running away. There are a few times where feigning retreat or withdrawal has led to dramatic victory (Austerlitz), but those are the exceptions.

Obviously I’m not gonna convince anyone on Mike Adams. And agree that Shipley and Quan are the best duo we’ve seen. Adams was good. Very good. Still in an era where offenses aren’t what they are now. 3000+ career yards, and he was an important player for us, program-wise. Blue chip recruit at WR, with blue chip results. Pinckney could have been better. I know David Thomas wasn’t a WR, but holy shit that guy was a tremendous pass catcher.

I’d throw Mike Adams in there ahead of X, but it’s close.

There's always an uncle

Wins are what matters. It happens a lot with teams that have talent stacked up.

NB hammered them in the second half. Dominated the box score, had more turnovers that Ryan, too. Ryan had two missed PATs they’ll point to, but they’ll probably leave out the 14 and 17 play drives that NB ran down their throats.

That's in front of the fightin' Texum Bulldog College of Dentistry

He played that snapper full time tho

Way back in the day when Inside Texas came in newsletter form from Robert Heard, I remember the suggestion that Shane Rink was the better, more consistent performer on his high school team than Sam Adams (DL, A&M commit). Ooops

I'm pretty sure that my son (stepson) has for real OCD. I took him to a therapist last week and we are going again next week. We noticed when he was younger (10-ish) that he would wash his hands compulsively. We would ask him about it, and he would say, "I just don't want to get anyone sick," or some variation of that. He would wash so frequently that his knuckles would bleed. It was wild, and I had all sorts of warning bells going off, but my wife would talk him down from it. Sometimes there were identifiable triggers, but other times there was nothing going on at home at least that could explain what set him off. We were newly married, and I didn't have standing to throw any weight around with the kids at that point. He's 17 now. He is one helluva baseball player. All-District last season, incredible baseball and physical stats. I've often thought that baseball is where he goes to escape from his OCD. The physical activity drowns out the noise for him. He is being recruited by several colleges. Since the recruitment thing began, he has been having A LOT of trouble. He is not a social kid, he has trouble talking to girls. His "trouble" takes the form of what he calls "thoughts". He will see a teammate, and he will have a sexual thought about him. It's not one teammate, it could be any of them. And then he will fixate on that thought. He might have a sexual thought about one of the family dogs, or fucking a shrub. I try not to laugh, but sometimes it's tough. And then he insists that he likes girls, and asks over and over if he is gay. When he fixates, it might look like he is simply zoned out (this can be for an hour at a time). It might look like compulsive hand washing. It also might look like coming to my wife or me to "confess" the thought, and to get some sort of reassurance from us. These are all attempts at self-soothing, in my opinion. They have been so frequent for the past 6-8 months that it is causing us a lot of stress and anxiety. He mentioned not too long ago that he also had thoughts of harming himself, but those thoughts only happened after he had a friend commit suicide during Covid isolation. There's a concept called "sublimation" that I ran across recently. It's when a person diverts an impulse into a more socially acceptable activity. I think that he has always sublimated his OCD thoughts into baseball. But now, with the stress of college recruiting, baseball itself has become stressful. So there's nothing to sublimate those thoughts into. He will get up to bat against dudes throwing in the 70s and strike out repeatedly. After games, he'll say that he was having "thoughts" and that he couldn't concentrate. Sometimes the thoughts come so rapidly that he seems almost manic to me. It will sound like this, but with machine gun speed: "I was thinking about what it would be like if I <performed a sexual act> on that guy" "Son, does that seem like a real thought to you? Would you do that?" "NO! I like girls. Do you think I like girls?" "Yes, son, I know that you do. That was a trash thought, and you should let it go." "I ruined my game. I ruined this whole summer." "No son, you didn't. It was one game. Do better next time out and keep working hard." "Are you sure you think I like girls? I do like girls." And on and on. He and I have talked about it. He says that it's not so easy to let the "thoughts" go. That they seem so real at the time. When he first started having the same-sex thoughts, we would tell him some variation of, "Son, it doesn't matter if you are gay. We love you all the same and nothing can ever change that". But that was NOT the answer he was looking for. That answer only made it seem to him like we were confirming his thoughts. I've since come to believe that he's not likely gay at all, and that his heterosexuality is the reason for his fixation on those thoughts. It's like a logic trap that he's set up for himself/us. His thoughts are out of control. I don't think that the therapist we are going to is going to be the answer, long term. And his mother is dead-set against meds (she will do it as a last resort). The therapist is a friend of mine, though, and I know that my son will like him. It was so hard to talk him into going to see someone at all, and my hope is that my therapist friend can at least get him more comfortable in a therapy setting so that he can do the work that needs to be done going forward, even if it's with another therapist/specialist. Years ago I heard a sermon in church. It's come back to me lately, and it goes like this: There was a boy who was looking forward to the 4th of July. His family went and bought a bunch of fireworks. The boy was so looking forward to setting them off that he couldn't wait, and went in the backyard and lit one. It went off in his hand, and burned his arm terribly. And so the boy would go into the clinic to have his burned arm treated every few days. They would debride the wounds, and it was excruciating. So finally one day the boy went into the clinic and held his wounded arm behind his back, instead holding up his other hand and exclaiming, "Look! It's HEALED! We don't have to do this anymore!" The kind doctor pulled him aside and knelt next to the boy. He said, gently, "I know that it hurts. But you have to understand. In order to be healed, you have to hold your wounded arm up." I told my son that story after our first trip to the therapist. I've been through therapy a few times, and I know how easy it is to hide things there. My hope is that he opens up and lets people help him. I suppose I'm holding my wounded arm up here for you all to see, too. I'm worried about him. I love him. There's times when I think he's probably my best friend. I couldn't be prouder of him, I don't give a shit if he's a great baseball player, if he's gay or straight or whatever. He's my son and I want him to find a way to deal with this torment before it leads him down some dark path (which it surely will at some point). I've read through a lot on here. I know that none of this holds a candle to what some of you have been through. Thanks for listening.

“I find it offensive“ You’re a sensitive little bitch, aren’t you?

The nearly complete destruction and division of a nation will have its consequences, ya know

Damn fine eulogy for us who didn’t know him. Sorry for your loss, sincerely. I’m 48 and haven’t lost a truly close friend yet. Most men don’t really make new friends as adults, so when we lose a part of our circle it’s a huge deal. Take care of yourself. Feel it and miss him, and pay attention to your own health and frame of mind. I wish you the very best and I’m sorry for what you are having to go through.

Awesome. Thanks for sharing. My own grandfathers were both badasses from that generation, at least to me. Loved hearing any and every story they would tell, though there weren't many. Late in his life, dad's dad had an experience related to the War that I told briefly on here some time back. We got to experience that with him and it was one of the best and most noteworthy experiences of my life. Historical truism: you'd never want to get in a fight with your grandfather in his prime.

I binged the first 9 episodes last week one day. The characters are engaging enough that even though there are aspects of the show that aren't convincing to me, I still wanted to know what happens to everyone. My biggest problem:

Is it really?

I could swear I watched us beat Nebraska for the conference title that year. And then I distinctly remember flying to California for the Rose Bowl. Or maybe it was all a dream.

Match made in heaven. Jimbo will always demand more money, and victory-starved aggy will always ante up for their football program. I don’t think he leaves either. On the other hand, if Jimbo thinks that some sort of Sabanesque legacy is what he wants, LSU it is. That’s the only thing I can conceive of that would pull him away.

As much as we knew at the time that Mack, et al watched message boards, I got to the point where I was certain that this early game play calling was an intentional middle finger to the fan base.

This idea that receivers are a dime a dozen in Texas is true. We end up with the right guys without even trying. Kai Money proves it

Thanks for this. It's a strange position I find myself in. I'm not the lawsuit type. I'm not even sure that what has happened to me warrants one. It for sure warrants being highly pissed off. It's a wait and see sort of thing, I think. In the end, if the thing doesn't work out, it's not even something that money will be able to fix anyway. I think I don't really have much choice but to do my best to keep Dr. W and his team, such as it is, on my side through this thing. I wouldn't choose him again, that's for sure.