There was always next year...

‘All those times we sang ‘and its goodbye to A&M’

                    we really didn’t mean it. At least, I don’t think we did...

Don’t get me wrong, I am grateful we won. I ordered the T-Shirt this morning from the CO-OP. 

I am also glad it was a fight to the end, fitting wasn’t it? It made the win so bittersweet, made you so aware of how bad you would feel to have lost this game. 

Through the years in my association with Aggies, I’ve found if you watch, they will eventually, do something that is so ‘Aggie.’ (This, of course, does not include my cousins, who decided for whatever reason, to go to A&M.) Maybe this move to the SEC is just another, in a long line, of Aggie jokes. 

Those who feel there is hatred between Texas and A&M don’t really understand what rivalry is all about, as far as I’m concerned. 

Maybe I’ve spent too much time recently thinking about the Civil War, but I can’t help but wonder if this isn’t another example of the influence of carpetbaggers. We survived when ‘they’ moved The Game to Friday. I hate to admit how many times I lugged a TV to work to watch the game. 

One of the great elements of a real rivalry is, regardless what happens on game day, there was always next year. And now we’ve lost that...

Maybe, I feel this way because I also lost a childhood friend this week. One day she was in her car, the next moment she was gone. For all of her friends, there won’t be a next year either....