Fanhood

Fanhood is almost most as much a measurement of a man as a man's manhood. It shows if you are a waffler or a loyalist through and through. Will you turn on your favorite team at the hint of a bad season or will you ride it out? Will you jump ship when the new hot team is not who you've been riding with since day one? How much fanhood do you have?

I have a lot, maybe too much for my own good. I am Oklahoma Sooner born and Oklahoma Sooner bred. I bleed crimson because everyone's blood is crimson, but the Sooners colors were not crimson you'd know what I mean.

Not only am I Sooner born and bred, I am an alumnus and a former student athlete as well. I loved every minute of my undergraduate education and I miss it dearly. I am now getting my Master's degree at the University of Texas. It is what it is, believe me if I could get the degree I needed at OU, I would have. I view this as nothing more than a two year business trip. I wear as much OU gear as possible on this campus as well.

I went to my first UT football game this weekend. I didn't care to go to any games last year. I of course wore an OU t-shirt. I mean, a few of my friends were giving me a hard time, saying that I could have just wore a white t-shirt if I didn't want to wear a Texas t-shirt. But I posed this analogy to them, if you go on a business trip and it was loaded with attractive members of the opposite sex, would you take off your wedding ring? Wearing a Texas t-shirt would be like cheating on my wife and not wearing an OU shirt at all would be showing shame for where I am from. Like I said, I have alot of Fanhood.

The game was okay. I was highly critical of every mistake the Longhorns made. Every time they scored a touchdown the crowd went nuts and I was the only person in the stadium with his arms crossed in a calm manner. Then it happened. During a timeout, the camera was showing fans on the jumbo-tron. I was on the big screen with all the Texas fans to see with my OU shirt on. The boo birds started pouring in. The camera stayed on me long enough for me to give the highly disrespectful upside down Longhorn sign to the whole entire stadium. I didn't know if I was going to make it out alive and I didn't care. I felt like a war hero who died for his country. I was proud to be a Sooner. Then the timeout ended, and I realized I was daydreaming. I stayed around until halftime in anticipation to make my daydream come to reality and honor my school.

I never got the opportunity, but I will now be at every Longhorn game for the rest of this season to make this daydream a reality.

Peace,

Ricky Writer