The Bet

It was a warm, sunny Galveston, Texas day that October 13, 2012. Fresh off a dream honeymoon, Ryan was never more relaxed and full of false hope as he parked his self in a bar height chair directly in front of the seaside Drip's large screen TV. He does so with good reason, honestly- How often does he get the chance to watch a game so rich in rivalry on his own turf? Not to forget the fluke of a stellar performance the week before.

Ryan glances down at the gnome sized waitress and casually says "yes, we will have 12 wings, fried pickles and two Dr. Peppers, please."

As Ryan and the pint of a woman exchange the auto-piloted “will that be all?” pleasantries, Ryan’s new wife, Kristin, glances in his direction and quietly wonders to herself Maybe I should ask if they have a box of tissues on the menu. She cracks herself up.

Hours passed as Kristin watched Ryan pathetically drown his sorrows in sauced, fried, and carbonated calories. It’s not looking too good for the longhorns. If you listened very closely, even the seagulls could be heard chanting “Boomer Sooner.” 

AND THEN, my friends, the sound of concession: “Let’s go walk on the beach.”

So they walked hand and hand on the beach. While this might seem like an unsatisfying conclusion for most was actually very fulfilling. You see, it may have been an endearing moment for Ryan and perhaps a nice distraction from the pain in his rear and for Kristin- yeah, yeah, all that mushy stuff… but it also allowed her the opportunity to reflect and dig deep down to darkest depths of her crimson and cream heart to devise a plan to milk their annual OU vs. TX bet for all it is worth.

THE BET: The loser essentially will be forced to be the winning teams super-fan. Like it or not. Whatever this means to the winner. Nothing is off limits. ALLLLLLLLL the way until the next OU/TX match up.

Seriously, how in the world did I get him to agree to this? It really isn’t my style to give any less than 100% in anything I do, but I happen to be particularly passionate about this cause.  It’s like my football version of PETA. LET’S GET EXTREME!

THE PLAN: Ryan will become the ultimate Sooner. Every Saturday, he will watch and root for OU and his wardrobe, home, truck, - NAY! HIS ENTIRE LIFE will be transformed Sooner style. And it will all be documented right here. Yes! Each week I will post photos and any mentionable blurbs from game day.

It just so happens that Ryan’s first week on the job is Homecoming. This is going to be so much fun. J He will be attending the parade and then watching the game at home. Guess what?! You’re all invited! Please feel free to enjoy the game with Ryan and I. I’m sure he would love to see you there.

For the first week I plan to outfit him with a few basics: head to toe gear and a few car accessories. Each week I will be adding a little more crimson and cream to his life. It just gets better. Any suggestions? Also, I’m sure Ryan would love to borrow any of your own Sooner spirited gear. Trust me, he’s fully committed to this process.