|In 1940, you could look hungover and still be Super|
I am unsure of the frequency of posting as we move into the US's Thanksgiving Week. I hope that you find a table with friends and family. Give thanks for what you've got. Eat some appropriate meal (I am getting hungry just thinking about turkey and cranberries), and try not to get into a full-blown political debate with the in-laws.
For more on the TRUTH behind Thanksgiving, you can read Sunday's column.
And, of course, on Thanksgiving night I'll be watching the mighty UT Longhorns battle the lowly Aggies of Texas A&M on television while they duke it out a few miles up the road from us at League HQ at UT Austin's Memorial Stadium.
Who knows, we could win a game...
Because elsewhere in 1940:
|Behind this lovely/aggressive co-ed, you can see my family's coat of arms.|
"It Couldn't Be Done" by Edgar Guest
There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,
There are thousands to prophesy failure;
There are thousands to point out to you, one by one
The dangers that wait to assail you.
But just buckle in with a bit of a grin,
Just take off your coat and go to it;
Just start to sing as you tackle the thing
That 'cannot be done,' and you'll do it.
|Noble Doss and the Impossible Catch|
From the Statesman:
Less than one minute into the game, Texas halfback Noble Doss made an over-the-shoulder, eyes-shut grab that put the ball on the Aggies 1-yard-line, setting up Pete Layden's touchdown plunge. Texas then grimly held on for a 7-0 win.That's roughly 59 minutes of a defense deciding that they were going to hold the line. And that is awesome. And something, surely, UT's 2010 squad could learn from.
But, you know, no matter how tough it looks, I have to have faith that by miracle, mistake, hook or by crook, the Longhorns could take the day.