You young pups probably weren't even spermed yet when Paul "Dizzy" Dean used to wax eloquent during St. Louis Cardinal radio broadcasts on the satisfactions of drinking Greisedieck beer, brewed by one of the owners of the team at that time.
Ol' Diz would go on and on about Greasy Dick beer, until I believe they finally fired him or took him off the broadcasts for his refusal to let it lay. Diz never was good at being told how to act.
Hence my guess is that someone named Meuledieck is now brewing a beer and we are just now finding out that Tech fans not only enjoy the taste of muledick but actually swallow what they are putting in their mouth.
Dizzy Dean and Pee Wee Reese were a big part of my early life every Saturday. My grandmother and I would watch those games together all of the time. She loved baseball and was quite a softball player herself in her younger days.
Well, if there's something that Longhorns and Raiders, and anyone else on the face of planet Earth, or even tiny protozoans floating around one of Jupiter's moons, can agree on, it's that aggy yell leaders are gay (nothing wrong with that) as hell.
That, and that the Meeting Agenda is still f'n hilarious.