THANKSGIVING has come as gone as has that annual visit with your annoying
Aunt Lil.
“Rosie Live” has delivered its magic and disappeared in a puff of smoke.
And so it is time for Bedlam football. The Sooners are sniffing another mythical crown, the Cowboys are sniffing elusive legitimacy. It’s gonna be huge.
What better time to get a huge TV? Black Friday anyone?
While Bedlam is going to be more fun than usual, it does mean only half the state will have a merry Christmas this year.
Sad, but true.
We can’t help the way we feel. We don’t find our level of football fanaticism, it finds us.
Is that face-paint on your bathroom counter?
Go ahead, put it on. Don’t be ashamed. Just try to be a good winner.
If your team loses, it doesn’t mean Santa Claus wears underwear matching the winning team’s color scheme.
In this tough economy, it would be a punk move not to appreciate a man working for cookies.
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