Aggieland

  • Happiness is Lubbock, Texas in my rearview mirror

    I don’t think it will really surprise anyone to know that the A&M game today caused me to make chocolate chip cookies so that I could self-medicate with cookie dough.

    Here’s a little history lesson.

    The last time the Aggies won in Lubbock was 1993.

    I was at the game.

    As a student.

    I should have known after last week’s game when Coach Fran said, “We may not win another game all season…” that he wasn’t kidding.

    But seriously, there may not be enough chocolate to get me through the rest of the season.

  • With any luck there will be a Mayflower truck in front of Coach Fran’s house tomorrow

    It’s halftime of the A&M “game”.

    I am self-medicating with Blue Bell ice cream and Hershey’s chocolate syrup.

    The second half may cause me to drink syrup straight from the bottle.

    There’s really nothing like watching your team get humiliated on national television.

    My favorite moment of the night was when the announcers wondered aloud why A&M was running a high school defense.

    Understandably, it filled me with pride and joy in our coaching staff.

  • At long last, football season is here

    There’s a Spirit—Texas A&M football

    If you’re not an Aggie, you probably shouldn’t bother watching this clip.

    If you are an Aggie, you’ll probably end up watching this as many times as I have in the last 24 hours.

    And can I say that hit by Quentin Coryatt against TCU still gives me chills even all these years later.

    I love this time of year because hope springs eternal. I am full of optimism that this year will be the return of the Wrecking Crew.

    Gig ’em Ags.

  • Friday night blues

    Well, between the Aggies losing to Rice in the 10th inning tonight and Paris heading back to jail, I’m just despondent.

    It’s not right.

    I think I’ll go eat some ice cream and see if I can muster my will to live.

  • Sweet 16 baby, sweet 16

    Because to write about it on my own will cause me to weep excessive tears of joy.

    Gig’em Ags!

    LEXINGTON, Ky. (AP)- A hostile crowd. A big shot. A season on the line.

    All in a day’s work for Acie Law.

    The Texas A&M point guard whose cool demeanor earned him the nickname “Captain Clutch,” did it again. Law took over late and led the Aggies past Louisville 72-69 Saturday in the second round of the South Regional.

    The third-seeded Aggies (27-6) reached the round of 16 for the first time in 27 years, surviving a raucous Rupp Arena crowd.

    Rick Pitino’s Cardinals had their chances, too. Especially Edgar Sosa.

    Sosa scored 31 points but, after going 15-for-15 from the foul line, missed two free throws with 30 seconds left and Louisville trailing by a point.

    The sixth-seeded Cardinals (24-10) caught a break when Texas A&M’s Joseph Jones missed two free throws at the other end. Sosa got another chance, but hit the back of the rim on a long 3-point attempt.

    With a large sea of red-clad Louisville fans who made the short trip to Rupp screaming, Law made two free throws with 1.7 seconds to go, giving him 26 points.

    Sosa’s halfcourt heave bounced off the top of the backboard at the buzzer, setting off a jubilant celebration for the Aggies.

    In the end, Law and the Aggies were simply too tough, too poised, too ready to make the next step under third-year coach Billy Gillispie.

  • Who knew we were a basketball school?


    I realize that today is Super Bowl Sunday and a lot of y’all are all hyped up about the big game, but for me, the big game was last night. The #9 Aggies beat #6 Kansas with a 3 pointer in the last 20 seconds of the game.

    Back when I was at Texas A&M, which sadly has been more years than I can even fathom, no one ever even went to a basketball game unless you needed a quiet place to study. These days so many people are camping out for tickets that they are having to come up with a new system to sell them.

    Moments like last night are the reason why. Gig’em Ags.


    And Boomama, you know I was hollerin’.