I was there and it was absolutely apesh*t. Had a great time and then I was walking off the field and there was a 40-something texass fan that was trying to pick a fight with a couple of kids. I told him to "leave them alone and get off the field, it was their night and he didn't have any business out there." He thought it would be a good idea to shove me and go back after the kids. I wrapped behind him and put him into a sleeper and that was all she wrote.
I gotta admit, its been years since I've had to do that to a beligerant idiot and it felt pretty good to do it to an arrogant and obnoxious texass fan on our home field!
Nice. I was really hoping for some sort of confrontation myself. 
Until it actually happened, and then you'd realize that you were in a world of sh1te.
I rushed the field from sec. 3 and was one of the first to the 50 yard line, but things were so chaotic I had no idea where I actually was, I stopped to hug Willie before running to the powercat and then stayed until they kicked everyone off the goalposts.
At halftime I asked Chizik, who was on his way to the pressbox, how our cock tasted. That was fun.