Tex is so dang cute. He's like the girl at the football game whose team is losing 17-16 with 20 seconds left, and the opponent has the ball and takes a knee, and he stands up and laughs about how frightened they were to run a play, how intimidated they were by the defense, and that they failed to beat the three point spread.
But the sad thing is, he's completely and utterly serious. Then he hears from a secondhand source that his team's QB had a better completion percentage, and his team had 0.5 more sacks, and he goes around laughing about those stats. "Heh. Check this out. [link to boxscore]"
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