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If you post "Did you hear what Jim Rome said about aggie?!?" I'm going to have to hurt you.

More Party Pass tickets went on sale 30 minutes ago. I don't recommend these though. http://www.ticketmaster.com/event/0C004370...mp;minorcatid=8

I forgot that y'all haven't played Texas this year. Our opponents usually don't bring up the refs until AFTER the game

Did you know that Suh and Lee AREN'T roommates?

I'm up in 416. Really didn't want to be that high but to see us beat Texas I don't mind. GO BIG RED!!! I'm in the same section. They really aren't that bad. 90% of people watch the game on the megatron anyhow.

why do you even post on huskerboard? really.

An oldie, but always a goodie... Texas Football Fan's Diary A chronology of events for Saturday, December 4, 1999, and the early morning hours of Sunday, December 5, 1999: 6:00 AM - Arise, play the Eyes of Texas and Texas Fight at full-freaking blast 6:20 AM - Get in car, drive to New Braunfels 7:30 AM - Tee off (me and a buddy were the FIRST tee-time of the morning) 8:50 AM - Turn 9 (crack open first beer) 8:53 AM - Crack open second beer 8:58 AM - Crack open...(you get the idea) 10:30 AM - Finish 18 (holes, as well as beers), sign scorecard for smoooooth 95 10:35 AM - Headed for San Antonio 10:50 AM - Buy three 18-packs for pre- and post-game festivities 11:10 AM - We decide we don't have enough booze, so we double-back to a liquor store and buy the good ol' 750 ml plastic bottle "Traveler" Jim Beam 11:50 AM - Arrive at the tailgate spot. Awesome day. Not a single cloud in the sky. About 70 degrees. 11:55 AM - I decide that we're going to kick the s*** out of Nebraska. 11:56 AM - I tell my first Nebraska fan to go f*** himself. 12:15 PM - The UT band walks by on the way to the Alamodome. We’re on the second floor of a two-story parking garage on the corner (a couple hundred of us). We're hooting and hollering like wild men. The band doubles back to the street right below us and serenades us with Texas Fight and The Eyes of Texas. AWESOME MOMENT. 12:25 PM - In the post-serenade serendipity, 50-100 grown men are bumping chests with one another, each and every one of them now secure and certain of the fact that we are going to kick the s*** out of Nebraska. 1:00 PM - The Nebraska band walks by on the way to the Alamodome. Again, we hoot and holler like wild men. Again, the band doubles back and stops right below us to serenade us, this time, however, with the Nebraska fight songs. Although somewhat impressed by their spirit and verve, we remain convinced that we are going to kick the s*** out of Nebraska. 1:30 PM - I begin the walk to the Alamodome, somehow managing to stuff the "Traveler" and 11 cans of beer into my pants. 1:47 PM - I am in line surrounded by Nebraska fans. They are taunting me. I am taunting back, still certain that we are going to kick the s*** out of Nebraska. I decide to challenge a particularly vocal Nebraska fan to play what I now call and will forever be remembered as "Cell-Phone Flop Out." Remember flop out for a dollar? The rules are similar. I tell this Nebraska jackass that if he’s so confident in his team, he should "flop out" his cell phone RIGHT NOW and make plane reservations to Phoenix for the Fiesta Bowl. And then I spoke these memorable words: "And not those damn refundable tickets, either! You request those non-refundable, non-transferable sons-of-bitches!" He backs down. He is unworthy. I call Southwest Airlines and buy two tickets to Phoenix, non-refundable and non-transferable. Price: $712. He is humbled. He lowers his head in shame. I raise my cell phone in triumph to the cheers of hundreds of Texas fans. I am KING and these are my subjects. I distribute the 11 beers in my pants to the cheering masses. I RULE the pre-game kingdom. 2:34 PM - Kickoff. Brimming with confidence, I open the Traveler and pour my first stiffy. 2:45 PM - I notice something troubling: Nebraska is big. Nebraska is fast. Nebraska is very pissed off at Texas. 3:01 PM - The first quarter mercifully ends. 9 yards total offense for Texas. Zero first downs for Texas. I'm still talking s***. I pour another stiffy from the Traveler. 3:36 PM - Four minutes to go in the first half: the Traveler is a dead soldier. I buy my first $5 beer from the Alamodome merchants. While I am standing in line, a center snap nearly decapitates Major Applewhite and rolls out of the end zone. Safety. 3:56 PM - Halftime score: Nebraska 15, Texas 0. I wish I had another Traveler. 4:11 PM - While urinating next to a Nebraska fan in the bathroom at halftime, I attempt to revive the classic Brice-ism from the South Bend bathroom: "Hey, buddy, niiiiiiiiice c***!" He is not amused. 4:21 PM - I buy my 2nd and 3rd $5 beer from the Alamodome merchants.. I share my beer with two high school girls sitting behind me. Surprisingly, they are equipped with a flask full of vodka. I send them off to purchase Sprites, so that we may consume their vodka. I have not lost faith. Nebraska is a bunch of p******. 4:51 PM - No more vodka. The girls sitting behind me have fled for their lives. I purchase two more $5 beers from the Alamodome merchants. 5:18 PM - Score is Nebraska 22, Texas 0. I am beginning to lose faith. This normally would trouble me, but I am too drunk to see the football field. 5:27 PM - I call Southwest Airlines: "I'm sorry, sir. Those tickets have been confirmed and are non-refundable and non-transferable." 5:37 PM - I try to start a fight with every person behind the concession counter. As it turns out, the Alamodome has a policy that no beer can be sold when there is less than 10 minutes on the game clock. I am enraged by this policy. I ask loudly: "Why the f*** didn't you announce last call over the f***ing PA system??!!" 5:49 PM - Back in my seats, I am slumped in my chair in defeat. All of a sudden, the Texas crowd goes absolutely nuts. "Whazzis?," I mutter, awaking from my coma, "Iz we winnig? Did wez scort?" Alas, the answer is no, we were not winning and we did not score. The largest (by far) cheer of the day from the Texas faithful occurred when the handlers were walking back to the tunnel and Bevo stopped to take a gargantuan s*** all over the letters "S", "K", and "A" in the "Nebraska" spelled out in their end zone. I cheer wildly. I pick up the empty Traveler bottle and stick my tongue in it. I am thirsty. 6:16 PM - Nebraska fans are going berserk as I walk back to the truck. I would taunt them with some off-color remarks about their parentage, but I am too drunk to form complete sentences. With my last cognitive thought of the evening, I take solace in the fact that if we had not beaten them in October, they would be playing Florida State for the national championship. 6:30 PM - Back in the car. On the way back to Austin for the 8:00 Texas-Arizona tip off. We can still salvage the day! I crack open a beer. It is warm. I don't care. 7:12 PM - We have stopped for gas. I am hungry. I go inside the store. I walk past the beer fridge. I notice a Zima. I've never had a Zima. I wonder if it's any good. I pull a Zima from the fridge. I twist the top off and drink the Zima in three swallows. Zima sucks. I replace the empty bottle in the fridge. 7:17 PM - There is a Blimpie Subs in the store. I walk to where the ingredients are, where the person usually makes the sub. There is no one there. I lean over the counter and scoop out half a bucket of black olives. I eat them. I am still hungry. I lean further over the counter and grab approximately two pounds of Pastrami. I walk out of the store grunting and eating Pastrami. The patrons in the store fear me. I don't care. 8:01 PM - We are in South Austin. I have been drinking warm beer and singing Brooks and Dunn tunes for over an hour. My truck-mate is tired of my singing. He suggests that perhaps Brooks and Dunn have written other good songs besides "You're Going to Miss Me When I'm Gone" and "Neon Moon" and that maybe listening to only those two songs, ten times each was a bit excessive. Perhaps, he suggests, I could just let the CD play on its own. I tell him to **** off and restart "Neon Moon." 8:30 PM - We arrive at the Erwin Center. My buddy, against my loud and profane protestations, parks on the top floor of a nearby parking garage. I tell him he's an idiot. I tell him we will never get out. I tell him we may as well pitch a f***ing tent here. He ignores me. I think he's still pissed about the Brooks and Dunn tunes. I whistle "Neon Moon" loudly. 8:47 PM - I am rallying. I have 4 warm beers stuffed in my pants. We're going to kick the s*** out of Arizona. 9:11 PM - Halftime score: Texas 31, Arizona 29. I am pleased. I go to the bathroom to pee for the 67th time today. I giggle to myself because of the new opportunity to do "the bathroom Brice." There are no Arizona fans in the bathroom. I am disappointed. I tell myself (out loud) that I have a "Niiiiiice c***." No one is amused but me. 9:41 PM - I walk to the bathroom while drinking Bud Light out of a can. Needless to say, they do not sell beer at the Erwin Center, much less Bud Light out of a can. An usher stops me: "Where did you get that, sir?" I tell him (no s***): "Oh, the cheerleaders were throwing them up with those little plastic foot balls. Would you mind throwing this away for me?" I take the last swig and hand it to him. He is confused. I pretend I'm going to the bathroom, but I run away giggling instead. I duck into some entrance to avoid the usher, who is now pursuing me. I sneak into a large group of people and sit down. The usher walks by harmlessly. I am giggling like a little girl. I crack open another can of Bud Light. 9:52 PM - I am lost. In my haste to avoid the usher, I have lost my bearings. I have no ticket stub. I cannot find my seats. Texas is losing. 10:09 PM - Texas is being screwed by the refs. I am enraged. I have cleared out the seats around me because I keep removing my hat and beating the surrounding chairs with it. A concerned fan asks if I’m OK and perhaps I shouldn't take it so seriously. I tell him to f*** off. 10:15 PM - After the fourth consecutive "worst f***ing call I have EVER seen," I attempt to remove my hat again to begin beating inanimate objects. However, on this occasion I miscalculate and I thumbnail myself in my left eyelid, leaving a one-quarter inch gash over my eye. I am now bleeding into my left eye and all over my shirt. "Perhaps," I think to myself, "I'm taking this a bit seriously." 10:22 PM - I am standing in the bathroom peeing. I'm so drunk I am swaying and grunting. I have a bloody napkin pressed on my left eye. My pants are bloody. I have my (formerly) white shirt wrapped around my waist. I look like I should be in an episode of Cops. 10:43 PM - Texas has lost. I put my bloody white shirt back on my body and make my way for the exits. I am stopped every 20 seconds by a good Samaritan/cop/security guard to ask me why I am covered in blood, but I merely grunt incoherently and keep moving. 10:59 PM - With my one good eye, I have located the parking garage. I walk up six flights of stairs. . . promise that when I see my friend I will punch him in the face for making me walk up six flights of stairs. . . find the truck .. . . and collapse in a heap in the bed of the truck. I look around and notice that traffic is lined up all the way around the garage, six whole flights, and no one is moving . . . I take a nap. 11:17 PM - I awake from my nap. I see my friend in the driver's seat.. I lift my head to look out the bed of the truck and notice that traffic is lined up all the way around the garage, six whole flights, and no one is moving. I am too tired to punch my friend. I call my friend a "Stupid m*********." 11:31 PM - I lift my head to look out the bed of the truck and notice that traffic is lined up all the way around the garage, six whole flights, and no one is moving. I call my friend a "stupid m*********." 11:38 PM - I lift my head to look out the bed of the truck and notice that traffic is lined up all the way around the garage, six whole flights, and no one is moving. I call my friend a "stupid m*********." 11:47 PM - I lift my head to look out the bed of the truck and notice that traffic is lined up all the way around the garage, six whole flights, and no one is moving. I call my friend a "stupid m*********." 11:58 PM - I am jostled. The truck is moving. I lift my head to look out the bed of the truck and notice that traffic is beginning to move on the second floor. I jump out of the truck, walk to the edge of the parking facility, and pee off the sixth floor onto the street below. My friend looks at me like I just anally violated his minor sister. I turn around and pee on the front of his truck while singing the lyrics to "Neon Moon." 12:11AM - We are moving. We are out of beer. I jump from the truck and go from vehicle to vehicle until someone gives me two beers. I am happy. I return to my vehicle. 12:26 AM - We have emerged from the parking facility. We make our way to my apartment and find Ed sitting on the couch with a freshly opened bottle of Glenlivet on the coffee table in front of him. . . . . We are all going to die tonight. 12:59 AM - We have finished three-quarters of the bottle of Glenlivet. We decide it would be a wonderful idea to go dancing at PollyEsther's. Ed has to pee. He walks down the hall to our apartment and directly into the full-length mirror at the end of the hall, smashing it into hundreds of pieces. We giggle uncontrollably and leave for PollyEsther's. 1:17 AM - The PollyEsther's doorman laughs uncontrollably at our efforts to enter his club. "Fellas," he says in between his fits of spastic laughter, "I've been working this door for almost a year. I've been working doors in this town for almost 5 years. And I can honestly say that I ain't never seen three drunker motherf***ers than you three. Sorry, can't let you in." We attempt to reason with him. He laughs harder. 1:44 AM - We find a bar that lets us in. We take two steps in the door and hear "Last call for alcohol!" I turn to the group and mutter: "See, dat wasn't that f***in' hard. Day don't f***in' do that at the Awamo...the awaom...the alab....f*** it, that stadium we was at today..." We order 6 shots of tequila and three beers. 2:15 AM - Back on the street. We need food. We hail a cab to take us the two and one half blocks to Katz's. The cab fare is $1.60. We give him $10 and tell him to keep it. 2:17 AM - There is a 20-minute wait. We give the hostess $50. We are seated immediately. 2:25 AM - We order two orders of fried pickles, a Cobb salad, a bowl of soup, two orders of Blueberry blintzes, two Rueben sandwiches, a hamburger, two cheese stuffed potatoes, an order of fries, and an order of onion rings. 2:39 AM - The food arrives. We are all asleep with our heads on the table. The waiter wakes us up. We eat every f***ing bit of our food. Most of the restaurant patrons around us are disgusted. We don't give a s***. The tab is $112 with tip. 2:46 AM - I'm sleepy. 9:12 AM - I wake up next to a strange woman. She is the bartender at Katz's. She is not pretty.

Yes, see 2005; Vince Young; Trojans; Greatest Team of All Time

Who is "Suh"?

I would LOVE to play TCU for the MNC. Of the 3, they are the least threat IMO.

Funny, I thought Florida, VT and Texas losing their conference title games put NU in the title game. Didn't realize that TCU was such an important cog in that...

So when you knock McCoy out, how do you shut down the 5-star recruit Gatorade Player of the Year Garrett Gilbert that backs him up?

I think your exactly right, it would be nice because TCU would kick the sh#t out of the longhorns...wow that would shut them up for awhile. We've already beaten the crap out of Dalton and co. once. Too bad they were too scared to agree to a 2nd game...

what's the incentive now? in a playoff, the perennial powerhouses could lose one or two games and still end up in the top 8 and allowed to play in a playoff. i really do not know what your post was an argument for or against... but that is my thought. Texas, Florida and Ohio State are all 12-0. Both Florida and Ohio State played 2 BCS conference schools in their occ schedule. Texas played 4 non-BCS schools. Who do you think will be going to the MNC game? This can, and has, happened. Ask Auburn about getting a do-over on their ooc scheduling. There's your incentive. In the current state, teams from the Big 12 or SEC can go light on their power scheduling because you bank on the fact that your conference is going to be good. The Pac-10 and Big-10 have to work a little bit harder and the ACC and Big East need to schedule much tougher. This is a gamble that you have to call correctly several years out in most cases. If Texas had known that Utah would be good last year, do you think that they would have let them weasle out of their contract? Hell no. In fact, a win against Utah would have vaulted the Horns over ou for the Big 12 title and possibly the MNC. At the time of the deal, and reneg, Utah was a run-of-the-mill team. My point is that it also takes a little luck. A 2015 agreement with Florida looks like a good deal right now. But, if in 2015 Myer leaves and Florida sucks, it doesn't really have the desired affect on your SoS. I disagree, I don't want a 2-loss team ever playing for the MNC when there are undefeated teams still out there. even if they beat the undefeated team in a playoff? what i am saying is that UT could lose to OU and still get into a playoff, play a TCU like team, win and play their way back into the MNC. let the players decide who goes to the MNC on the field. They shouldn't have the opportunity to even play the undefeated team. You lose and you pay the consequences. Otherwise, you are rendering the regular season completely moot. If Texas loses to ou, we have to scoreboard watch to see how our post season will play out. I'm fine with that. We lost. It isn't everyone gets a trophy day. If you are one of the best teams, you prove it on the field. Who decides the rankings of the teams? Because I can guarantee you that a 1-loss Florida would be ranked higher than an undefeated Boise St. this season. What happens when NU wins 11 straight, loses their last game to #1 ranked Texas and falls behind an ou team that lost to Baylor in their conference opener? How do we compensate for the timing of the loss factoring into the rankings? This is essentially what would have happened with USC after they lost to a terrible Washington team in week 3 and dropped from #3 to #12 and worked their way up to #4 before losing again. Generally, the earlier you lose the better off you are. However, in most cases, your hardest games are further along in the schedule. Along this note, who gets to decide what undefeated to 2-loss teams are worthy of seeding? Is it really better to lose 1 game to Colorado St. than it is to lose 2 games to Texas and Ohio St.? I don't see how this solves the problem.

If Florida loses to Bama, there is a VERY real possibility that they would rematch if Texas were to lose. If you don't believe me, look at their computer scores. They are far above #3 on down and losing to the #2 in the country won't be that drastic. I don't think that it's right, but you can't influence the computers with the moral solution. Florida would have to be ranked no higher than 6 or 7 in the human polls for TCU to overcome the deficit. If Bama loses, they are probably out. However, as stated above, Cincy will pass TCU in the polls with a win. The question is not "if" this will happen, it is "by how much" The only way for TCU to get in is for Texas, Bama and Cincy to lose. For good measure, they need Bama to get blown out. That's not ignorance, that's reality. As a fan of a team that constantly has to watch the BCS polls year in and year out, trust me on this one. This isn't our first rodeo on figuring out scenarios. But, Texas won't lose...so all of this is moot anyhow.

I'd like to add that Hornfans sucks and y'all should visit us here: http://www.shaggybevo.com/forums/index.php We're a little abbrassive, but it's all in good fun.

I'll be honest, my first thought was "Who is that?' Take it for what it's worth.

I don't donate to Texas simply to have the refs be underpiad, I'll tell you that RIGHT now.

what's the incentive now? in a playoff, the perennial powerhouses could lose one or two games and still end up in the top 8 and allowed to play in a playoff. i really do not know what your post was an argument for or against... but that is my thought. Texas, Florida and Ohio State are all 12-0. Both Florida and Ohio State played 2 BCS conference schools in their occ schedule. Texas played 4 non-BCS schools. Who do you think will be going to the MNC game? This can, and has, happened. Ask Auburn about getting a do-over on their ooc scheduling. There's your incentive. In the current state, teams from the Big 12 or SEC can go light on their power scheduling because you bank on the fact that your conference is going to be good. The Pac-10 and Big-10 have to work a little bit harder and the ACC and Big East need to schedule much tougher. This is a gamble that you have to call correctly several years out in most cases. If Texas had known that Utah would be good last year, do you think that they would have let them weasle out of their contract? Hell no. In fact, a win against Utah would have vaulted the Horns over ou for the Big 12 title and possibly the MNC. At the time of the deal, and reneg, Utah was a run-of-the-mill team. My point is that it also takes a little luck. A 2015 agreement with Florida looks like a good deal right now. But, if in 2015 Myer leaves and Florida sucks, it doesn't really have the desired affect on your SoS. I disagree, I don't want a 2-loss team ever playing for the MNC when there are undefeated teams still out there.

TCU fans are funny. Let's say that NU beats Texas and Bama loses to Florida. Cincy gets to play #14 Pitt while TCU is idle. TCU will be passed in the computers without a doubt. (SoS) They will also probably lose some human votes on the "out of sight, out of mind" factor if Cincy wins big. (See Texas, ou, Big 12 tie breaker, 2008) So you also have to hope that Cincy loses. But wait...Bama would have lost to the #1 team in the country. How much do you think the computers will punish them for this? After #5 Texas beat #1 ou last year, ou was still ranked #3 in the computers. Is TCU's resume impressive enough to vault them above a 1-loss Bama that ran the SEC gauntlet? Especially if Bama's loss to Florida is close? This would be #2 losing to #1, not an "upset". We haven't even touched on what would happen if Bama beat Florida yet... Appreciate your BCS bowl and be thankful for it. Let the big boys finish this one out. It's not me being hateful, it's being realistic. It could happen: http://msn.foxsports.com/cfb/story/1045194...world,-unless-..

1. The cost to park is either $30 for GA or $40 for a tailgating lot. However, the latter is sold out. The former may be as well, I'm not certain. Your best bet is to scour Craigslist or eBay if you are determined to get in the stadium lots. There will be several places around the stadium that will rent out their lot for the game at a discounted price. (Probably $25 on average) The City of Arlington requires these people to have a parking permit which will be displayed in plain view of the lot to ensure that your car will be safe. (From a tow/being stolen aspect) An alternative is to park at Lincoln Square which is a big shopping complex near the stadium. If you spend $40 at one of their retailers, they will let you park in their lot provided that you put your proof of purchase receipt on your dashboard. The link to the info is here: http://www.lincolnsquarearlington.com/cowboys-parking.php 2. Unless you are Club Seating, I don't think that you will have access to bars/restaurants inside the stadium. It's possible that they may show it on the scorboard, but I wouldn't bank on it. Your best bet is to watch it at a tailgate. There are several restaurants in the area and a few sports bars too.

What would be the incentive for BCS conferences to schedule a tough ooc schedule when non-BCS schools get to play a schedule full of teams that BCS conferences schedule as cupcakes?

Maybe AZ shows up because the Big 12 champ plays in the Fiesta Bowl in Glendale unless they are in the MNC game?

I really wanted to play KSU so that Colt could have revenge. But out of the north crop, NU is by far the best. Should be a good game.

I bet you will. Funny thing is im sure we won't hear from you again after that loss. I bet that you won't hear from me after a win either. Well, until next fall when I have an interest in the Huskers again.