speechless...

words can't express the disappointment i felt when i saw colt mccoy leaving the field injured on the first drive of the game. four years he and his team worked to get to that game...and to go down like that was straight devastating. if it hurt me so badly, i can't even begin to imagine how he feels. you can't say they don't have heart though, it looked pretty ugly and they fought to get it close. but it just wasn't the way it was goin down this year. i guess the sweetness of victory only comes because of the bitterness of defeat. our greatest glory is not in never falling...but in rising each time we fall. hook em horns.

the eyes of Texas are upon you

gameday is finally here...i've been waiting a long time for this moment. bittersweet, in that it is the last time Colt McCoy and Jordan Shipley will suit up in the burnt orange. i wish them and their teammates the very best in this their final game...may the rose bowl be as sweet to us as it was the last few times we've been there. hook em horns.
p.s. on another interesting note, i returned home from the mish two years ago today.

let it be Christmas!

it's a family tradition to construct gingerbread houses every year at Christmas time. as you can see, we take liberty as to what we construct. i took a break from the usual at&t center to make a south Texas longhorn ranch this year. i like it. the lil colonel proclaimed enthusiastically that everyone did a "great job!" it was good times. merry Christmas y'all!

a fine display of craftiness from clara.
i suppose amy would probably win if these were judged in a contest. :)
lil forrest helped his dad create this masterpiece.

after struggling for ideas, Chrissy just started whippin it up and came out with a dandy.

hook 'em horns!

it is an honor...

to call these men brother and father. i'm feeling out of place in my usaa polo today. thanks for the pic ang.

eye believe

it was ugly. colt mccoy got thrown around and we got lucky and escaped with the win. but we did win...the big 12 championship, and now it's on to pasadena on jan sev. we'll have to play a lot better to win that game. but i love sports...i love the pounding heart at the end of the game. i knew hunter lawrence would make it do. i got nervous when the clock hit zero...but i knew there was still a second left...i'm just grateful the refs made the correct call and put the second back on the clock...but we've got to manage the clock better than that with so much on the line. college football is amazing. hook em horns.