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Collin one of my favorite WR's over the years. Loved the combo of him and Lil'Jordan.

Correct for me. If Texas was playing (insert school other than Ohio State) ... he wouldn't have interest in attending. Texas will continue to work to hang around the rim, however

An Ohio State commit attending an Ohio State game doesn't really move the needle.

I'll go with Collin Johnson on this one.

I've heard he is pretty solid with his commitment to Ohio St. Hopefully a win will open his eyes. Especially if Colin goes off.

For all the old timers, I read this on Billy Dale's Facebook page. He's a great follow on FB. For those that don't know, Billy heads up the Texas Legacy Sports Network (https://texaslsn.org). The TexasLSN supports ex-athletes from the University. He wore #22 and Bobby and the team mentioned him on Coffee and Football when we were 22 days from kickoff. Anyway, I thought his was a cool read for all us old guys. Part II of Royal and Brown's cafe conversation “Oh, I’m mad at somebody.” “I can see it in your neck. Your neck gets a certain way.” “It’s that Kiffin,” Royal said. Mack set his coffee down slow. “Lane.” “Down at LSU now, I understand. Which is about right. That fella’s had more addresses than a fugitive.” “He’s a good coach, Darrell. You’d have to give him that. Offensive mind, quick as anybody.” “I’ll give him the mind. I won’t give him the man.” Royal leaned in. “You know what he does? He’ll charm a mama in her living room on a Tuesday, tell her she’s raised a fine young man, eat her cobbler, and be recruiting off somebody else’s roster by Friday like it was a used car lot. He treats it all like a joke he’s in on and you’re not. I don’t like a man who winks that much. A wink is a fine thing but you got to earn each one.” “You never even met him.” “I’ve met the type. I coached against the type. The type usually had a whistle and a grudge and a wife who apologized for him at parties.” Royal shook his head. “I’m not saying he’s a criminal, Mack. I’m saying if you handed him your watch to hold he’d tell you a wonderful story while he was pawning it. Bad guy. I said it and I’ll say it in front of Edith.” “You’re a hard grader.” “I graded James Street on a curve, and James Street could’ve talked his way out of anything — talked us to a national title on a busted play, near enough. So it’s not that I can’t love a rascal. I can love a rascal all day. I just want the rascal to mean it.” Mack laughed in spite of himself, and a man two booths over glanced at him laughing at nothing, and Mack picked up his phone and pretended, which is what you do. “All right,” Mack said, lower. “My turn. You said I get questions.” “You get questions.” “What’s it like. Up there. Honest.” Royal thought about it the way he thought about a fourth-and-short, which is to say without any visible hurry and with a plan already made. “It’s a lot like two-a-days if two-a-days didn’t hurt and nobody quit,” he said. “The weather’s decided. Nobody’s knee is bad. And you get your people back. That’s the thing they don’t tell you and it’s the only thing that matters. You get your people back.” “Who do you run with.” “Broyles,” Royal said, and smiled for the first time all the way. “Frank’s up there and we still argue about the ’69 game, which I won, which he will dispute through all eternity, which is heaven’s definition of a friend.” “The Big Shootout,” Mack said. “Number one against number two, and President Nixon was there to declare Texas national champions. Do you talk to him?” “No,” Royal said. “Haven’t seen him around the place.” He let that sit a second, then went on. “Mike Campbell’s with me. Best defensive mind I ever stood next to, and up there he’s finally got a defense that can’t get tired, so Lord help the angels if we ever scrimmage. A few of my boys. Some Longhorns who went too early. I sit with those ones a good while. You owe them that. You always owed them that and now there’s time to pay it.” “That’s—” Mack started, and didn’t finish, and drank his coffee. “Don’t get misty in the Bluebonnet. They’ll cut you off the pie.” “Who else. You always had the music people around you down here. That whole crowd out at the house.” “Oh, the music’s the best part,” Royal said, brightening like a porch light. “It never rains on a picking session and nobody’s ever too tired to play one more. Waylon’s there—Waylon Jennings, and he’s exactly like he was, ornery and generous in the same breath. Buddy Holly, and let me tell you, that boy is delighted about all of it, delighted, like he got the extra time as a personal favor and means to spend every minute of it. Chet Atkins sits in the good chair and makes it all sound easy, which is the hardest thing there is. Bob Wills hollers. Hank—Hank Williams—Hank comes and goes. Hank was always coming and going, even now. And Jim Croce, who I never got to meet down here, and that’s the one that gets me, because he’s just a sweetheart, and he had so much left.” “Sounds like a hell of a Friday.” “Every night’s a Friday. That’s sort of the point of the place.” “Anybody surprise you? Anybody up there you didn’t figure on liking?” Royal made a face, the one he used to make when a referee explained a call at length. “Lennon comes around,” he said. “John Lennon.” “John Lennon. And I want to be fair to the man, because they tell me he was important, and I believe them. But he’s—” Royal turned his cup a quarter turn. “He’s a little strange, Mack. He’ll say a thing that sounds deep and then just sit in it, waiting, like he set a trap and you’re the rabbit. I’m a play-action man. I don’t care to be the rabbit.” “What do y’all even talk about.” “We talk about the other one. McCartney. Paul. He’s still down here, still going, and every so often somebody’ll say, well, someday Paul’ll come up and the band’ll be the band again. And the whole crowd gets to grinning about it. And they turn to Lennon, because it’s his to say something about, you understand.” “And?” “And he won’t. He won’t say a thing. He just gets this look, off past everybody, and all he’ll give you is—” Royal did the accent, badly, fondly. “‘Imagine that.’ That’s it. ‘Imagine that.’ And then he won’t say another word about it the rest of the night.” “Huh,” Mack said. “I’ve turned it over. I think it means he can imagine it just fine. I think that’s the trouble with him. He can imagine near about anything, and it’s a lonesome way to be, if you ask me, which nobody did.” The pie came. Peach for Mack. Royal looked at the peach a long, honest moment. “Can you taste it,” Mack asked. “Up there. Down here. Either.” “I can taste this,” Royal said. “They let me taste this. That was in the deal too. A man can’t come all the way to Marble Falls and not have the pie. Edith saw to it. Peter wanted to argue and Edith looked at him and that was the end of the argument.” He ate a bite. He closed his eyes. “Same Tuesday next?” Mack said. “Same Tuesday. And Mack.” “Yeah.” “If you ever line up against Kiffin, you keep a hand on your watch.” “I’ll keep a hand on my watch.” “And don’t you dare tell anybody I was here.” “Nobody’d believe me if I did.” “That,” said Darrell Royal, reaching for the second bite, “is exactly why it works.”

We’re down to 9 days until kickoff, which means it’s time to look back at some of the best Longhorns to ever wear No. 9. Kwame Cavil headlines the group after a monster career at Texas, including 174 receptions for 2,279 yards and an All-American season in 1999. Collin Johnson finished with 188 catches for 2,624 yards and 15 touchdowns, while John Harris put together one of the best individual receiving seasons in recent Texas history with 1,051 yards and 7 touchdowns in 2014. Raul Allegre gives us some old-school special teams representation after a strong career kicking for Texas before going on to win two Super Bowls in the NFL. And Josh Thompson rounds out the group after a solid career in the Longhorn secondary. Current No. 9s: Jonah Williams and KJ Lacey Jr. Who’s your pick?

Does this affect Jordan Pope transferring to A&M?

Don Greg not playing around

Really hope the conference rules stick, even if it feels last ditch with the NCAA getting their lunch handed to them repeatedly. But conference pressure seems like the only thing that’s been reigning in the insanity, like with Sorsby. Kickoff can’t come soon enough.

Oh sh*t I didn't even think about that lol.

PF Mark Mitchell - has multiple issues playing at Kentucky The guys LSU was attempting to get from NFL/Ole Miss If those guys didn’t already put their name in the portal … they are out in the SEC

This is very key in all the NFL and NBA 5 year guys too SEC doubling down… love it.

lol I mean… he has a house in Lubbock haha

Yep. All Herman recruits.

I agree. His winning percentage as a starter was a whole lot better than Fisher’s overall was.

His anOSU recruitment was at the Motel 6 level. Perhaps his eyes will open up this time. Baker and LaAllen Clark seem to have a channel with him. Will Muschamp turn it up?? 🤘🏻🤘🏼🤘🤘🏽🤘🏾🤘🏿

Correct

He ran upright with no drive nor cutting ability. Hopefully he has more fully healed.

Brewster confirms TTU commitment??? 🤔

Sarks ability to Run ….. is based on stretching thd defense verticslly and horitzontslly. We basically had no verticsl speed … aka xavier- mitchel- blue Sark wants u in a one on one scrnario perfect exsmple … bama . wingo as deep threat is not it…. Maybe Cam???? is Mosley gonna stretch the def? Bishop is the Only choice that chsnges this Offense to truly create lanes in run gsme.

I counted seven: Colin Simmons Trevor Goosby Arch Manning Cam Coleman Rasheem Biles Hollywood Smothers Raleek Brown Wingo and Jelani snubbed IMO.

Bijan, Rojo and Brooks and then drop off.

Seven Longhorns make the list https://www.espn.com/college-football/story/_/id/49582973/2026-college-football-player-rank-top-100-jeremiah-smith-leonard-moore

Are you backing out the cupcake games from all or just us?