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You’re looking live at Lubbock, TX where the temperature is roughly the same as the surface of the sun.
Multiple beers have been/will be consumed during this ordeal.
A tattoo may take place during this journey.
More updates to come.
 
The heat must be making women crazy.
I’ve seen more women in leather than I can ever recall.
Is this Lubbock or Sturgess?
 
The heat must be making women crazy.
I’ve seen more women in leather than I can ever recall.
Is this Lubbock or Sturgess?
It's neither. It's the ninth circle.

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A brief recap of yesterday
Me and brother in law made the 5 1/2 hour trek to Lubbock. Had an absolute blast.
Before the game, we had some beers around my pickup, made the mile walk to a bar close to the stadium. Stayed in the comfy ac for an hour or so. Made sure to sit to where we could see the scenery walking by. Some of it was just incredible-Playboy Girls of the Big 12-type stuff. Some of it was Skank-Trailer park trash of West Texas type stuff.
As for inside the stadium, $9.00 for a 16-ounce Michelob Ultra is absolutely criminal. They were good and cold though.
As for the game, if the Shough kid for Tech takes another snap this year, the fans there may revolt.
Good game that Tech has no business having a late 3rd quarter lead.
Chasing points in the 2nd quarter, and when Tech goes for it on 4th-4 from their own 30 LEADING late in the 3rd, I managed to ask out loud (to the giggles of several in our section)”…..Has Kittley been in the sun too long?……he knows he’s leading, right?”
Just a brutal decision.
Great time.
 
**** I don’t know that I could have gotten a Coke for $9 at my game.
Dixie, your signature line about plastic bag ****ting reminds me of a railroad story from my dad. There was as a stretch of rail where the crews were flinging the plastic bags up into the tree limbs, and after awhile, this became quite the canopy of plastic ****. As a trainmaster (management), he got tasked with encouraging them to stop that ****.
 

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