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More Jimmy Stewart when describing EB, please.

Probably time to put away the “R word”.

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The radio feed in the men’s room was way too loud!

Dang. That was a long-range missile.

Note to self ———-> do not ride elevator after game

A subscription to the NYTimes gets you The Athletic for free. Enjoy both.

I’ve told this on here before, but I’m going to tell it again. We were in the endzone where Green snagged the deflection right in front of us. As soon as Doctson was hit and the ball fluttered off, the Tech guy in front of me turned around and screamed in my face while flashing the Raider sign...

Just watched it tonight! “Serpentine, Shelly! Serpentine!”

We patched a pitching staff together all year. Next season? Barring injuries, it appears that we will be loaded on the hill.

My parents wouldn’t let me stay home, so, as a huge nerd, I wore a jacket to junior high and brought my transistor radio. During study hall, I put my head down on the desk, folded up my jacket like a pillow and listened to the game on the radio under the jacket. Then after school I ran out the...

Yes! My dad played football with him at Sul Ross. I got to meet him at the Astrodome when I was 11.

Great story. One Sunday at church, I was talking to Roger Williams and I asked him about Norm Cash, my favorite ball player. He told me several stories, but the one that made my jaw drop was about when Cash would work out at TCU before Spring Training. He told me that during batting practice one...

I guess Southern Miss doesn’t have any more pitchers? One guy gives up 6 runs. Hits, walks, HBP, one mammoth HR. They were up 4-0. No más.

Can’t remember where this was - one of the super sites. Maybe something similar. Seats down the first base line, but keep the right field party berm out there. It’s a fun spot when it’s packed.

Great vibe out in right field. Friendly. Attentive. Encouraging to the purple team. Great day out there in the sun! Go Frogs!

Frogs seem to do well at Globe Life. Rangers sweep, but Baker goes deep.

Seem to remember that as the game rolled on, the crowd kept getting bigger and rowdier as the bars emptied out and the patrons found their way to the game. What a night. What a morning!