Burnt Orange or RED

google imagine...a imagine I saw in real life for 38 years of my life, before moving  north

Okay, what happens when three..."young-at-heart women"...get to challenging each other on whose team is going to win the....Red River Rivalry?  You have alot of FUN!!!!!!!!!!!

Well, my allergy-blurred, mid-life-with-menopausal brain went into full gear.  I took up the challenge.

I am sure you have one of these types of games in your area. Even if you usually don't watch sports, you hear about it.  As I drove through town, the radio announced, "Welcome all of you here for THE GAME.", as if there weren't other games being played. We all knew what "The Game" meant.

All of that is to say....I bleed Burnt Orange.  My Dad and Husband are both University of Texas graduates.  I started going to their games at the impressionable age of 17, followed by attending my freshman year at the University of Texas.

During the final weeks of my pregnancy with my first-born, I loaded my large belly into a car and headed four hours north to watch the UT/OU game.  My soon-to-be son flopped all over my belly during each touchdown of the game....the stadium crowd noise was unbelievable.

Years later, Benjamin(#6) was born within 24 hours of Texas winning the National Championship, under Vince Young...my family had threatened me NOT to go into labor during the game.  I obliged and Benjamin was born while they were all still exhausted (having not slept the night before out of excitement over the Championship)....so I had dead-tired assistants at Ben's home birth.

So, when Lea threw down the gauntlet....well, I just couldn't let it go at that.  I harassed back through our blogs...Sonja and I emailed through the devastating game, while I yelled my heart out.  Three blogging friends who have never met....had fun!

My son did this for me and says this isn't enough punishment....he doesn't have the gift of mercy!!!

Today I post my defeat picture....and yes, I got my mascots straightened out....I mean, what is a Sooner????

So I bow to the winner... OU (don't expect that again) and just to let you know Lea....your time will come!!!  This game was just shameful!!!  

I also brag on the upcoming McCoy and Shipley Dynesty...we will arise again.  UT also has a fight song I can sing (click to understand)

Hook 'em Horns!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Below is a picture of where both teams win....the game that matters most.

Here are my past posts telling about the Christian (click for post) young man Colt McCoy (another post)  His younger brother is now playing at UT and wears number #6, which is half his brother's number #12.

I Want My Sons to Grow Up to Be Like Colt Mc Coy

One of my first post, "Dedicated to Godly Character", was written through tears about Colt McCoy.  His testimony before a world of viewers spoke so loudly....yes, my thought were, will my own children stand for Christ in the way this young man has through his trial?  I feel he, and other like him, Tebow and Bradford, turned the long standing opinion that Christian kids couldn't remain faithful in the world of college football.


This young man married recently and I just have to share this  video.  My prayers are with all three young men who have taken the stand for Christ.  Whose faces have been on the "I Am Second" billboards, along with one pro-life ad for the Super Bowl.


God wants His people in all arenas of life.  Why not in the sports arena?  I now look down at my two sons that are still growing and re-think the mission field of the World of Sports.


I hope you enjoy...no matter what University or Professional Team you pull for during the football season.  Our kids need some "heros".

Some say he's a ninja, rumor has it he's Superman,
Hes got the heart of a lion, still hes as gentle as old Peter Pan,
All you Hatfields better beware, I heard he's stronger than a Kodiak bear,
He's your real deal, he's no decoy, he's still his mama's little pride and joy.

Hey, when I grow up I wanna be just like Colt McCoy,
He's the true gun-slinging inspiration to every small town country boy,
Having cool friends like Jordan Shipley,
(Well ain't no singers singin' songs about me)
Well when I grow up I wanna be just like Colt McCoy.

Everybody and their dog is doggin' on the little quarterback from Jim Ned,
Too short too slow and way too skinny, its what the headlines read.
So he hit the weights, protein shakes, and lord behold, he started to grow,
Now he's gettin' sick and tired of people getting fired up, for rubbing elbows with Tim Tebow.

Hey, when I grow up I wanna be just like Colt McCoy,
He's the true gun-slinging inspiration to every small town country boy,
Having cool friends like Jordan Shipley,
(Well ain't no singers singin' songs about me)
Well when I grow up I wanna be just like Colt McCoy.

There's a new sheriff in town,
Shaking hands and kissing babies,
Throwing lazer beam touchdowns.

Hey, when I grow up I wanna be just like Colt McCoy,
He's the straight shootin' gun inspiration to every small town country boy,
I'd have cool friends like Jordan Shipley,
(Well ain't no singers singin' songs about me)
Well when I grow up I wanna be just like Colt McCoy.

Dedicated to Godly Character

Last night we, along with hundreds of thousands of fans from all over the United States, viewed a young man show true Godly character. We all watched in horror as the All American Football Player of the Year was taken out of his own National Championship game. His whole college career had rewarded him with this one night. He has just finished an undefeated year and won his conference title, but tonight he would watch from the side lines.

We all just sunk into our chairs with the sighs revealing the surreal reality of the moment. This young man who had walked the walk was being denied the final stretch. It just didn't seem fair, but then again, life isn't fair.

They walked him off the playing field and his Dad met them in the tunnel, while the camera showed his mother's bow her head.

The billboards announced his walk with the Lord. He always gave his Lord the glory and flash backs of him on a stretcher years before, when he made sure to point to heaven on his journey off the field of play, testified to whom he served. He has been bold in his testimony. So, why now?

God never promised to keep us from adversity. In fact, he told us to it would come. I wonder how many scriptures passed through the mind of this young man and his parents. I wonder what their conversation with the Lord was at this time.

At some point in everyone's life, we get hit. We will bargain with God, plead, beg, ask for it to be removed, and then finally, if our relationship with Him has grown through the years, we will surrender. For some that surrender my takes moments, hours, days or years, and for others it never comes. This young man had to surrender to his numb, throwing arm and watch the game from the sidelines, as his fans set in numbness also.

As we continued to watch this sad event unfold, another young man's life was changed as they put him out on the field to walk in the shoes the senior had left behind. His walk with the Lord, we don't know, but he was now filling the shoes of an incrediblly athletic young man of character...very large shoes for a young freshman. He stumbled, made mistakes, then came out roaring toward a victory, but eventually the lack of experience for this job overtook him and the game was lost.

They went to interview the young man of faith at the end of the game, he stood rock solid. His foundation hadn't been shaken, even though his flesh man had taken one of the largest disappointments of his life. He congratulated the opponent, gave the glory to God, praised the young man who filled his shoes and left behind a testimony of a hero for all the nation to see.

What his future holds is yet to be determined, and yet, he has already impacted the nation. God's ways are higher then ours. Did God use his injury to tell the nation a larger story then the victory of a football game? It makes you wonder when the radio today is talking about Colt McCoy, instead of the winners of the National Championship. Had McCoy asked God to use him? Probably so, or at least his college career has shown evidence to that effect, but could he have imagined that this would be the means God would use to get his word out to the Nation?

I prayed for this young man last night and this morning, and for his parents. I also examined my walk and my testimony. Would I have reacted with such character? Could you have interviewed me just minutes after my largest life disappointment and me give God all the glory? Is His word so embedded in me that I would be used as a testimony?

I look forward to watching Colt McCoy and what God has in store for him. Even if he is never in the spotlight again, he has used his spotlight to God's glory.