Been watching Berman’s ESPN program this morning. I was struck by the segment concerning Coach Johnson and Hershel Walker. Specifically, I was struck by the way Johnson’s eyes lit up and he became animated just talking about the trade and trading that went on around the Walker’s trade.
I was fascinated by the total disregard for the players involved, just, to them, the cowboys, the ultimate goal of completing an endeavor that was both planed and evolving over a period of years, all from the concept of trading a single player.
It’s the season, I suppose.
I hope you all out there watched the Baylor game yesterday afternoon. I really do. That was whale of a game. Over a hundred points scored. Over twelve hundred yards of offense.
Which doesn’t even do the game justice. The defense for both teams was wonderful, also. I watched and saw and finally realized that I was watching two team with desire above the ordinary, abilities beyond the normal college teams, and a passion on both sides of the ball seldom duplicated.
Truly a game it was a shame one side or the other had to lose.
I ended thinking I’m glad that the green team won, but who the dickens are they. I knew somewhat of TCU, being a minor college football buff, but BU. Uh huh.
The spirit. Man.
From the reaches,