George S. Muschamp Address the Team before OU game

[Texas___Fight]

Time to revive this thread and move it to the classics...it has withstood the test of time.



The Change of command ceremony as been conducted. Muschamp has handed the colors over and it's now General George S Diaz posting the colors.

 

[Hornius Emeritus]

Hard to believe it's been three years since I first put this together.

Three years. All those beers drunk. I mourn for each and every one.

 

[Hornius Emeritus]

Deloss Dodd's St. Crispian Day Address
Mack Brown, Surveying the Sooners at Cotton Bowl:

O that we now had here
But one ten thousand of those recruits in Texas
That do not play today!


Deloss Dodds:

What's he that wishes so?
My coach Brown? No, my fair coach;
If we are mark'd to lose, we are enow
To do our university loss; and if to win,
The fewer teammates, the greater share of honour.
God's will! I pray thee, wish not one recruit more.
By Jove, I am only a little covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth share my Tier 1 and Tier 2 rights;
It pleases me when fans my officially-licensed garments wear;
Such outward things dwell somewhat in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coach, wish not a 5-star DB from San Saba.
God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Coach Brown, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach for this rivalry,
Let him depart; his bus ride to Austin shall be prepared,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse;
We would not play football in that man's company
That fears his fellowship to lose with us.
This day is call'd the Red River Shootout or whatever it is called these days.
He that plays this day, and comes victorious home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,
And rouse him at the name of Stoops.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil tailgate with his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Red River Shootout or whatever it is called these days.'
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say 'These wounds I had on that field in the Cotton Bowl.'
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Mack Brown, Byndom and Ash,
Acho and McCoy, Monroe and Goodwin-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And the Red River Shootout or whatever it is called these days shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that beats the Sooners with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in Texas now-a-intoxicated beyond belief
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That played with us at the Red River Shootout or whatever it is called these days.