Longhorn Lady
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We wrote this 5 years ago. How time flies. Enjoy
Twas The Night Before Ricky
Twas the night before Ricky, and all through the state
Not an aggie was sleeping, awaiting their fate.
The banners were hung 'round the stadium with flare
'Cause everyone knew Earl and Tony would be there.
The Longhorns were nestled in their place of repose
While the game plan for Ricky, Coach Mack's team really knows.
My family in their burnt orange and I in my vest,
Climbed into our seats in the upper deck west.
When out on the field the Longhorn band came
Performing with majesty their famous Pregame.
The APO's raced with the 'object' they drag
And scurried to afloat the great TEXAS FLAG!
UT's energy landed on the maroon from "The Zone",
The fear in their eyes revealingly shone.
When from the south tunnel should finally appear,
But rumblings and chanting from our glorious Steers.
And a massive strength coach could be seen in the fog,
We all recognized our awesome Mad Dog!
The Jumbotron played the Longhorn Stampede
And the refs blew their whistles for the game to proceed.
Run Ricky! Throw Major! Catch Kwame and Wane!
Sack Cedric! Tackle Dusty! Block Russel and Jay!
To the sound of the "Eyes" and the "Texas Fight" call,
Now Hook 'Em Horns! Hook 'Em Horns! Hook 'Em Horns all!
Through the yards, down the field, to the goal line they've known,
Steadily picking away through the Wrecking Crew's moan.
With each Ricky carry the fans would all rally,
As we 'minused' his yardage from Tony's record tally.
As the energy rose my hands worked to steady,
As I anxiously got the video ready.
From the Texas 40 and needing only eleven,
Ricky soon got his yardage and gave the team seven!
We jumped and we screamed with the eighty-three thou'
And all we could say was a mighty, "Oh Wow!"
Tears rose to our eyes for the quiet young man
Who crashed through the record books, and among giants would stand.
Now, back to the game, as the horns played with pride,
And the scoreboard stayed tilted to our burnt orange side.
As inevitable as ags say the bonfire will burn
We found ourselves involved in the old 'tidal turn'
With two minutes remaining and the Horns down by one
We were now involved in this great day's best fun.
Major led the team wisely, Kwame caught like a master,
And Ricky show all once more that he was just faster.
On his home-field's last carry he almost broke free,
But Smokey fired off with Stockton's game-winning three!
The post-game was inspiring with Dorsett, Campbell, and Crow,
Ricky Williams and the Heisman we all definitely know!
Mack Brown had encouraged the crowd to stay late,
On this day the thousands would all still await.
We walked 'round all day saying, "Great! The Horns Gottem'!"
And later viewed the Tower lit orange top to bottom!
We sat on the Mall and reflected anew
On sixty-seven Texas victories o're the aggies, "Whew!"
You could hear us start chanting, as we'd done in the past...
"ON WE ROLL TO THE COTTON BOWL!"
Let's get our tickets fast!
Mary Ann Petru
UT '72
Twas The Night Before Ricky
Twas the night before Ricky, and all through the state
Not an aggie was sleeping, awaiting their fate.
The banners were hung 'round the stadium with flare
'Cause everyone knew Earl and Tony would be there.
The Longhorns were nestled in their place of repose
While the game plan for Ricky, Coach Mack's team really knows.
My family in their burnt orange and I in my vest,
Climbed into our seats in the upper deck west.
When out on the field the Longhorn band came
Performing with majesty their famous Pregame.
The APO's raced with the 'object' they drag
And scurried to afloat the great TEXAS FLAG!
UT's energy landed on the maroon from "The Zone",
The fear in their eyes revealingly shone.
When from the south tunnel should finally appear,
But rumblings and chanting from our glorious Steers.
And a massive strength coach could be seen in the fog,
We all recognized our awesome Mad Dog!
The Jumbotron played the Longhorn Stampede
And the refs blew their whistles for the game to proceed.
Run Ricky! Throw Major! Catch Kwame and Wane!
Sack Cedric! Tackle Dusty! Block Russel and Jay!
To the sound of the "Eyes" and the "Texas Fight" call,
Now Hook 'Em Horns! Hook 'Em Horns! Hook 'Em Horns all!
Through the yards, down the field, to the goal line they've known,
Steadily picking away through the Wrecking Crew's moan.
With each Ricky carry the fans would all rally,
As we 'minused' his yardage from Tony's record tally.
As the energy rose my hands worked to steady,
As I anxiously got the video ready.
From the Texas 40 and needing only eleven,
Ricky soon got his yardage and gave the team seven!
We jumped and we screamed with the eighty-three thou'
And all we could say was a mighty, "Oh Wow!"
Tears rose to our eyes for the quiet young man
Who crashed through the record books, and among giants would stand.
Now, back to the game, as the horns played with pride,
And the scoreboard stayed tilted to our burnt orange side.
As inevitable as ags say the bonfire will burn
We found ourselves involved in the old 'tidal turn'
With two minutes remaining and the Horns down by one
We were now involved in this great day's best fun.
Major led the team wisely, Kwame caught like a master,
And Ricky show all once more that he was just faster.
On his home-field's last carry he almost broke free,
But Smokey fired off with Stockton's game-winning three!
The post-game was inspiring with Dorsett, Campbell, and Crow,
Ricky Williams and the Heisman we all definitely know!
Mack Brown had encouraged the crowd to stay late,
On this day the thousands would all still await.
We walked 'round all day saying, "Great! The Horns Gottem'!"
And later viewed the Tower lit orange top to bottom!
We sat on the Mall and reflected anew
On sixty-seven Texas victories o're the aggies, "Whew!"
You could hear us start chanting, as we'd done in the past...
"ON WE ROLL TO THE COTTON BOWL!"
Let's get our tickets fast!
Mary Ann Petru
UT '72
