Now that you mention it, I think I’d kinda like to have that OU game ball. Where did you say it was buried? (Let’s just call this the new ritual of digging up the buried game ball after the next game.) I might even deep fry it for Turkey Day.

stay awake for at least 60+ hours in the time leading up to the game so I can pump myself full of caffeine and go into a dreamlike trance at the games. It doesn’t put the past behind me but it makes me forget a lot about what has happened and helps me scream until my voice literally allows me to scream no more. Then I sleep for 15+ hours after the game.

I do this every home game. It’s fun AND painful.

Starting with the walk back to the car Sat. night I’ve been berating my wife and anyone else who will listen with just how good Dez Bryan, Zac Robinson, Hunter/Toston, etc. are. Basically if they are in the OSU 2-deep, they are an underrated All-American in my eyes this week.

cut my hair or shaved since the start of the season. Doesn’t seem like much but my beard is huge and every saturday I go in thinking, Man i’d really like to not shave tomorrow. I’m starting to forget what my chin felt like, however, this season that is an amazing feeling.

Whenever I’m down, I drink so much that my only lasting memories are happy memories.

I wear the same shirt every single game until they lose, at which point I switch shirts. I do not wash this shirt in the interim because then it would lose whatever mystical power it has. I did this the entire 2005 season. That shirt was pretty rank by the end of the season, even with the weekly febreezing.

This year’s shirt is holding up pretty well so far. I try not to do much in it to avoid sweating on it. Because there’s no way in hell that shirt’s getting washed until we lose, be it this year, next year or 2010.

I matriculated at Texas during the Mackovic era, so my gameday tradition was to get drunk and yell at the Defense for playing with its collective head up its a$$. Now I get REALLY drunk and yell like a maniac during all the fantastic plays we make on D. Will Muschamp, I wish I could quit you. (Not really, we need to pay him whatever it takes to stay…I’m thinking low 7 figures).

I had a vasectomy Friday so I could be more like Bevo (or so I told my Land of Theives buddies).

Well, I don’t really have a ritual, but I notice omens of a Longhorn victory everywhere. I was in Kentucky during OU weekend and everywhere I looked I saw Longhorn garb. An old man on our flight from Los Angeles to Louisville was wearing a cap, some kid on a field trip in a Shaker village in Kentucky was wearing a t-shirt, a woman in Louisville had on a sweatshirt. Then, last weekend here, home in Hollywood, I saw someone walking into the grocery store before the Mizzou game wearing an burnt orange polo, and when I got inside an old dude was leaving wearing a Horns cap. Workers of the world unite! Er, Hook ‘Em! Say all you want about it’s just a natural extension of IMG pimping us out all over the world, an example of us being the biggest seller of NCAA goods, yada yada, but you know the truth as well as I do…omens. If it means me driving around California for 6 hours before the game on Saturday I will find someone….anyone…unwittingly cementing a victory for us by their garb.

I wear the same shorts, boxers, TX t-shirt and tennis shoes to my sons soccer game every Saturday morning. I’m sure that the other parents are convinced I have no other clothing. It’s nothing drastic, but I’m not changing up my attire for the rest of the year no matter how cold it gets!