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NCAA has given Texas the clearance for OT Desmond Harrison, source says.
If that were the case would they only be asking us or would they pretty much be asking all schools? I highly doubt we would have anything to do with it and if they were just asking us that would be pretty petty but if they are just doing their due diligence that is more understandable
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NCAA has given Texas the clearance for OT Desmond Harrison, source says.
Maroon paranoia...
We also tried to bring Jackie Sherrill down.
Splendora RB Jay Bradford has committed to A&M
Damn. Great get.
Thanks. Happy we got him after Mixon (long shot from the beginning) cancelled his visit for the bama game.
I figured it could happen quickly after Shorter chose UT and Mixon cancelled.
Some talk on UT boards that Applewhite may have wanted him more than Jamabo.
Wednesday's practice pics:
http://texassports.com/galleries/?
QB Matt Davis has decided to transfer from A&M.
Apparently going JUCO for a year before finding a permanent home. Best of luck to him. Good kid by all accounts.
He slept they coach tho
Sad to see Davis go. He was the first recruit to really start turning it around at A&M. After falling to 4 on the QB depth chart though, he obviously couldn't stay.
Makes it ultra important for A&M to hold onto #1 QB Kyle Allen now though. Have to keep this kid no matter what.
Surprised to see him go JUCO and that he fell to bottom of depth chart, kid looked damn promising at Opening camp.
Davis will play here in Tyler. Looks like I'll be making a few games this year.
Quick note from the 24/7 guys who attended a St. Augustine scrimmage last night
Texas CB commit Jermaine Roberts breaks up a pass. He has been very physical at LOS.
Thursday's practice pics:
http://texassports.com/galleries/?
Quotes from 2015 DE James Lockhart of Ennis (OrangeBloods):
"That was pretty cool to have some family members actually go with me this time. It was the first time for my grandfather to ever be in Austin. He met Mack Brown. It was good to see him happy," Lockhart said.
"I really am big in to the SEC. I love the SEC. But so far, I think Texas is my No. 1 school," Lockhart said. "Of all my offers, that's the school that's hunted me done, shown me the most interest. I'm not saying other schools aren't showing interest, but Texas is just after me. They're my number one right now."
"That's basically what I already play (strong side DE). Unfortunately, I haven't talked to any other schools about where they're recruiting me besides TCU. I haven't talked to my other offers about what they're recruiting me as. Texas, we talk a lot, they have everything I want. to me, they're blowing the rest of the schools out of the water."
Because college football starts Thursday, I offer up my favorite read to remind us all to enjoy every minute of the season while it lasts. This is a Texas fan's entire day when he attended the Big XII championship game (Texas vs. Nebraska) in the Alamodome:
A chronology of events for Saturday, December 4, 1999, and the early morning hours of Sunday, December 5, 1999: Can you relate?????
6:00 Arise, play the Eyes of Texas and Texas Fight at full_freaking blast
6:20 Get in car, drive to New Braunfels for golf.
7:30 Tee off (me and a buddy were the FIRST tee_time of the morning)
8:50 Turn 9 (crack open first beer)
8:53 Crack open second beer
8:58 Crack open...(you get the idea)
10:30 Finish 18 (holes, as well as beers), sign scorecard for smoooooth 95
10:35 Headed for San Antonio
10:50 Buy three 18_packs for pre_ and post_game festivities
11:10 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 Arrive at the tailgate spot. Awesome day. Not a single cloud in the sky. About 70 degrees.
11:55 I decide that we're going to kick the s**t out of Nebraska.
11:56 I tell my first Nebraska fan to go f**k himself.
12:15 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 wildmen. 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 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**t out of Nebraska.
1:00 The Nebraska band walks by on the way to the Alamodome. Again, we hoot and holler like wildmen. 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**t out of Nebraska.
1:30 I begin the walk to the Alamodome, somehow managing to stuff the "Traveler" and 11cans of beer into my pants.
1:47 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**t 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 jac***s 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 dang refundable tickets, either! You request those non_refundable, non_transferrable sons_of_bi***es!" He backs down. He is unworthy. I call Southwest Airlines and buy two tickets to Phoenix, non_refundable and non_transferrable. 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 Kickoff. Brimming with confidence, I open the Traveler and pour my first stiffy.
2:45 I notice something troubling: Nebraska is big. Nebraska is fast. Nebraska is very pi$$ed off at Texas.
3:01 The first quarter mercifully ends. 9 yards total offense for Texas. Zero first downs for Texas. I'm still talking s**t. I pour another stiffy from the Traveler.
3:36 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 Halftime score: Nebraska 15, Texas 0. I wish I had another Traveler.
4:11 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**k." He is unamused.
4:21 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 $5 Sprites, so that we may consume their vodka. I have not lost faith. Nebraska is a bunch of pu****s.
4:51 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 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 I call Southwest Airlines: "I'm sorry, sir. Those tickets have been confirmed and are non_refundable and non_transferrable."
5:37 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**k didn't you announce last call over the f**king PA system??!!"
5:49 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*it 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 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 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 We have stopped for gas. I am hungry. I go inside the store. I walk past the beer frig. I notice a Zima. I've never had a Zima. I wonder if it's any good. I pull a Zima from the frig. I twist the top off and drink the Zima in three swallows. Zima sucks. I replace the empty bottle in the frig.
7:17 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 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 f**k off and restart "Neon Moon."
8:30 We arrive at the Erwin Center. My truckmate, 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 I am rallying. I have 4 warm beers stuffed in my pants. We're going to kick the s**t out of Arizona.
9:11 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 Bernice." There are no Arizona fans in the bathroom. I am disappointed. I tell myself (out loud) that I have a "Niiiiiice c**k." No one is amused but me.
9:41 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. I am stopped by an usher: "Where did you get that, sir?" I tell him (no s**t): "Oh, the cheerleaders were throwing them up with those little plastic footballs. 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 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 Texas is being sc***ed 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**k off.
10:15 After the fourth consecutive "worst f**king 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 too seriously."
10:22 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 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 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 of 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 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 c******ker."
11:31 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 c*******er."
11:38 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 c*****cker."
11:47 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 c*****cker."
11:58 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."
12:11 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 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 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 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 mother f******s than you three. Sorry, can't let you in." We attempt to reason with him. He laughs harder.
1:44 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**kin' hard. Day don't f**kin' do that at the Awamo...the awaom...the alab...f**k it, that stadium we was at today.." We order 6 shots of tequila and three beers.
2:15 Back on the street. We need food. We hail a cab to take us one 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 There is a 20 minute wait. We give the hostess $50. We are seated immediately.
2:25 We order two orders of fried pickles, a Cobb salad, a bowl of soup, two orders of Blueberry blintzes, two Reuben sandwiches, a hamburger, two cheese stuffed potatoes, an order of fries, and an order of onion rings.
2:39 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 f**k. The tab is $112 with tip.
2:46 I'm sleepy.
9:12 I wake up next to a strange woman. She is the bartender at Katz's. She is not pretty.
Friday's practice pics:
http://texassports.com/galleries/?
According to 24/7, five-star RB Dalvin Cook of Miami, FL has set an official visit to Texas for the Ole Miss game on September 14th.
Update on DE Solomon Thomas from an anonymous source (24/7):
“Texas is still very much in it,” the source said. “Where people get that they aren’t sort of puzzles me, because that simply isn’t true. He has nothing but respect for the University of Texas and still likes them a lot."
“Is he looking at his options? Yes,” the source added. “But that doesn’t mean anything. I see Texas being in this until the very end for him. They’ve put a lot of work into his recruitment and he has nothing but positive feelings for them.”
“I read the article you guys had where he said that they are recruiting him the hardest and I’d say that's probably true,” the source added. “Solomon has a very good relationship with those guys and he likes the coaches there a lot.”
“A lot of kids say that (they want a great academic school), but you know they’re really just going for the football because they pick somewhere that truly doesn’t have some of the best academics,” said the source. “I won’t name names or anything, but there are those schools out there. That’s not the case with him."
“The first thing he’s done is look at each school and what kind of education they can offer him. Then he looks at the football program,” the source added. “It’s going to come down to which school can offer the best of both worlds. They could win a national championship every year, but if he’s not going to get anything out of it that makes him a better person and smarter man, then those championships won’t mean a thing.”
“With his sister going there (Arkansas), he visits a lot,” said the source. “If she wasn’t there, those visits wouldn’t be anywhere near the number they are. Not at all. They have no desire to go to the same schools. Don’t get me wrong, they love each other, but they don’t want to be around each other like that.”
Quotes from 2015 QB Jarrett Stidham of Stephenville (24/7):
“Right now it’s looking like I will be there (Austin) on week four,” he said. “I’m going to go for the Kansas State game. I don’t know if I’ll go before then or not, but I’m definitely planning on coming down for the Kansas State game if it all works out.”
“I just want to try and get a better feel for everything down there,” said Stidham. “I want to get a better feel for the campus and the coaching staff.”
“Currently I feel like Texas is coming after me the hardest,” Stidham said. “I’d say that I speak with them like once every week or two. I feel like I’m starting to develop a quality and sound relationship with the staff there, especially Coach [Major] Applewhite."
“I like him a lot and I actually need to call him to talk to him about the upcoming visit and everything,” he added. “He’s just a great guy and coach that I really get along with. Like I said, we have a good relationship and I’m looking forward to getting to know him even more over the course of this season.”
The latest with CB John Plattenburg of Houston Lamar (24/7):
“We last talked a few days ago actually,” Plattenburg said. “We’ve stayed in contact since I’ve been back in Houston, but the last time we spoke was earlier in the (last) week. Coach Akina was just telling me more about the school and program they have going on there at Texas. We’ve mainly just been talking about the program lately.”
“Oh yeah, I’m definitely still very interested in them,” he said. “I want to find out all I can about them and probably visit them sometime this season. I just don’t know when yet is the only thing. We’ve been working on that, so probably sometime here soon.”
According to 24/7, 2015 CB Kendall Sheffield says he will also be in town for the K-State game on September 21st.
A look at the uniforms TCU will wear against LSU this Saturday in Jerry World:
http://sports.yahoo.com/blogs/ncaaf-...232803612.html
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