Thursday, January 05, 2006

The bad girlfriend

Ok, we all either know personally or know someone who knows personally the bad girlfriend/boyfriend.

 

This is the one person you love to spend time with, but is just flat out bad for you.  Every time you go out you tell yourself “never again”.  You stay away for awhile, you build a life, you focus on your career and your family, this person becomes a distant memory.  But eventually you have a chance encounter and bump into him/her at the Baby Gap or at a Starbux—this person may even be working there—and next thing you know… BAM!!  It’s 5 days later, you’re in Tuscon, your pants are in Tacoma, and you have some ‘splaining to do.

 

Did I mention that Texas won last night and a bottle of Petron materialized?  This is where I’d say “and then I woke up in Tuscon”, but that’s not me anymore.  I told the bad girlfriend that we had some good times together—I don’t remember most of them, but I’ve been assured they were good—but those times are past.  Boy could I tell you some stories.  Well, they’re more like police reports than stories.

 

She said “just one for old time’s sake”.  So we toasted to the best by-God college football team in the best by-God state in the union at the University of by-God Texas.

 

Next thing I know I’m in Tuscon and my pants are in Tacoma.  Just kidding.

 

Don’t get me wrong.  I’m not what you’d call a UT fan.  I’m a UH fan (weird, I know).  Because of that I’m eternally rooting for the underdog IN STATE.  If it’s Texas or A&M versus anyone else from Texas, I’m pulling for anyone.  But if it’s ANYONE from Texas versus anyone from anywhere else in the world, I hope St. Mary’s School for the Blind in San Antonio kicks the crap out of ‘em.  Beating Texas in state gives legitimacy to small schools in state.  In this state, if you can’t win in Austin or College Station, you’re “one of the others”.

 

So take that, California.  And for today, congratulations T-Sip nation.

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