The future is uncertain and the end is always near. Roadhouse Blues, The Doors
Twelve turns out to be the propitious number, the first 12 steps in the MNC quest and the players wearing #12 become some of the key anchors in that quest.
Football is endurance and perseverance. There’s really only one option: to play or not play. If you play, it is for keeps. You are committed to battle on the field and to survival of the herd. You can quit at any time, usually the sooner the better.
2009 has acquired a legacy of ugly wins, so some say, the kind that pull the scabs off of issues many thought had healed or at least wouldn’t be much of a problem once the Horns started steamrolling through the schedule. At 6-0 we should be all smiles but concerns for tomorrow outweigh the joys of today. The second half of the 1963 football endured a similar scenario for the Longhorns.
The Southwest Conference was strong overall at that time and parity was a legitimate discriptor. These were teams, like the others in the present day Big 12 South, who were very familiar with
What seemed almost destined turned ugly.
The worst came at A&M, of course.
Rain had saturated Kyle Field and A&M had sprayed the field with green paint so it wouldn’t look like the mud bath it was. It was as butt ugly a mess as you’d ever seen, and the Horns bogged down. Going into the fourth quarter,
The coming six weeks may be just as tough for the Horns and their fans.
Except for the OU game, really, the Horns have had few ugly games where we’re gagging in the mud, the blood and the beer. It might come down to that level of endurance and perseverance. For as much as we know, as much as this feast of information can be, we’re still twisting in the destiny of our time: what seems so real and certain one moment can be just as illusory the next. So, we’ll roll our dice and hope they come up 12s - and that the 12s come up winners every week.