Andres,
As the daughter of an Aggie & sister of an Aggie & aunt of a future (third generation) Aggie, & as a former Aggie Sweetheart (my picture is in my father's annual & the first song I learned was "Goodbye to Texas University, so long to the orange & the white"), as the survivor of so many Thanksgiving dinners overshadowed by the UT-A&M football rivalry, I am, alas, a UT fan.
I even married a Longhorn.
Those were interesting Thanksgivings. ;-)
Although my ex-husband was not a diehard fan of his alma mater - he thought the ambiance in Austin was too liberal, the ambiance in College Station too conservative, & that if one wanted a balanced education, a working man's university, like the University of Houston, was the place to go.
I did not become an open UT fan until long after my father died.
After his reaction to my announcement that I was voting for McGovern, I feared what he would do if he knew I secretly wanted to go to UT & UT Law School.
When I was looking at colleges, he offered me a bribe - a Mustang - to attend A&M.
At the time, they had no impressive English department. I did not like the signs that said I was not to walk on the grass – as if it was holy ground.
And I was never going to be an engineer. I never got a Mustang.
Eventually, I ended up at the University of Houston. I attended football games & cheered the Cougars under Bill Yeoman. I followed the Cougars basketball program under Guy Lewis & wept when Hakeem the dream & Clyde the Slide & all of Phi Slama Jama lost the title to Georgetown with one brilliant final throw from Patrick Ewing at the very last minute.
But I never completely said goodbye to the orange & the white.
I hope you won't hold this against me.
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