SOUTH TEXAS — DEEP IN ENEMY TERRITORY — Ah, Gracie, no one of ever knew you could predict the future, but here we have it Sooner fans from the sexy Queen of ROCK ‘N Roll 60s style:
It’s a NEW DAWN, baby!
Chafing at the bit, the juices flowing, endorphins pumping through every true Sooner’s bloodstream like the raging waters of Niagara Falls.
Less than 30 days before kickoff.
The Big Brent V, mister no-nonsense, at the helm of the Sooner Nation and its beloved football team.
Mr. Defense and Schmitty the ever-excitable strength coach/magician turning the baby-soft men of 2021 into monsters of the Crimson and Cream once again. New offensive genius Jeff Lebby and his off-season capture of one of the best QBs in all of college football, Dillon Gabriel, ready to make opposing defensive coaches curse their mommas or worse!
You’d better believe there’s a new sheriff under center. A future possible Heisman trophy winner. Start building that new statute for Marshal D!
On top of ALL THAT – a TOP-10 hall of new recruits for 2023 and some invaluable 2022 transfer pick-ups! The 2023 recruiting class is shaping up to a Santa’s sleigh full of top freshmen!
Hallelujah and Praise Jesus.
Lincoln who? Alex Grinch who?
To quote Gary Trudeau’s crazed and addled cartoon feline, Bill The Cat: BLECH, ACKth, OOP, THBBBFT!
To quote Caddo County lawyer legend and my good friend, Judge Jason Glidewell, –“I Spit On The Floor” – at the mere thought of the man so improperly named “Lincoln” – the quasi-liar and USC scaredy cat.
Sooner football and the Sooner Nation are once again in great hands – the right hands – the best hands.
Bud Wilkinson (if he were alive), Barry Switzer and Bob Stoops are throwing back glasses of whiskey at Louie’s Bar and Grill in Norman with giant grins on their faces!
Losing to Baylor?! Not happening!
Crumbling at OSU in the Orange pukes’ dreams again…NO WAY!
BTW, has Mike hired his “N”-word speaking brother yet? (Not Cales’ best moment certainly and he will be missed at OU – but you gotta engage your brain before you open your mouth.)
I Spit on the floor!
As I am now engaged in football espionage in the politically red bastion, cesspool state of GOP stupid, Texas, where most resident’s brains are now found in piles of Bevo’s droppings, I can tell you those emaciated pretenders think 2022 is going to be their season. They will beat Iowa State, Kansas State, West Virginia!
Even mighty OU, Oklahoma State and Baylor.
Again, to quote Judge Glidewell again: “I SPIT ON THE FLOOR!”
In 2022 we may not win them all, but I wouldn’t bet against our Sooner gladiators and their rock-solid new coaching staff.
September 3rd can’t get here soon enough for me, Magic Mike Duncan (the owner of this site), Judge Glidewell, my old buddy former state Senator Kenneth Corn and my long-time conscience, Mark Green!
Say Halle Ullah, Mark D.! The Sooners are RISING!
A NEW DAWN?
Only the one we’ve all been praying to see!
And From Heaven And My Immortal Best Friend, H. Wayne “Blind Melon” Singleterry:
TEXASS: IF YOU GUYS HAD MOTHERS, THEY’D HATE YOUR GUTS!
— Mad Dog
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