Soulless television ghouls: where the heck is my football game?
I must admit, I’m still in shock. This is Texas. San Antonio and Austin, even though heavily populated by some truly wacky left-wingers, are still part of Texas. I expect residents of those cities (with the possible exception of their city councils — which should be tarred and feathered and deported across the Rio Grande) to act like Texans, respect our culture and venerate our institutions, even if they do swill latte with their vegetarian repasts. The National Sport of Texas is football. Not soccer: football. The game is holy. Texas has three professional football teams, two of which play in the National Football League. (Some folks might dispute whether or not the Texas Longhorns really count as “professional”, but that’s another column.) Texas’ two NFL teams both played pre-season games Saturday. Recognizing the fact that pre-season games don’t count in the final standings, it’s still considered proper Texas etiquette to scream at the TV during pre-season games just the same as if
