Guys, it's gonna be a great day tomorrow to take on the class of the Big 8, the Oklahoma Sooners. Whether you're snorting some coke with Barry Switzer, eating a bag of dicks with Bob Stoops, or calibrating your phone with Kelvin Sampson, there's always something elite to do in Norman, Oklahoma. They wipe their asses with 100 dolla dolla bills yall whenever they take a crap and they make their johnny-come-lately little bros in Stoolwater look like the bunch of run-down hicks they are. They have this wagon mascot thing that, no crap, has interior air conditioning and like 3 different flat screen tv's. When you drive on I-35 they make you slow down to 65 in Norman just to admire how fantastic they are, since year in and year out, they are the class of the conference. When we beat them in the Dr. Pepper in '03, it was as if we had conquered the entire world. That's just how big beating OU is, and our players had better understand just how important this game is on Saturday.
Keeping up with the class of the Big 8 should always be our goal. You can talk about Texas, or Duke, or even the hated Doc Sadlers, but this, folks, is our real Super Bowl. It's time to keep up with the Joneses. Beat the Sooners. Fear the cats. Go Beard.
