I was a UT student 1972-78. My freshman year Longhorns baseball played the final season at the old Clark Field which was across the street to the north of Memorial Stadium and east of the Art Building and south of the Law School. I saw Texas play the U of Minnesota Golden Gophers at Clark Field before the final home season of the Southwest Conference games began. Minnesota featured Paul Molitor at third base and Dave Winfield in center field. Winfield hit a line drive home run that was still rising when it flew over "Billy Goat Hill" in straight center and landed on the LBJ lawn.
The day Winfield blasted the mammoth home run I met a young man at Clark Field who was an astute baseball fan. Scott Wilson was unique among Texas fans.
Scott was unlike anyone else I met during my six years on the Forty Acres. He knew baseball and he loved the Longhorns.
The following season when Texas opened the new baseball venue across I-35, Scott (very loosely) organized a group of his friends who were serious Longhorns baseball fans to sit together behind the first base dugout at "The Disch."
Scott invited me to sit with him and his friends and I was honored. An invitation from Scott was special. You had to Know baseball and Love the Horns. My father had played minor league baseball for the St Louis Browns and had seen to it that I understood the game even if I wasn't talented enough to play past high school.
Scott's group became known as "The Wild Bunch," because they cheered for the Longhorns rabidly and "Ragged" on the opponents and Umpires seriously all with a big dose of humor.
In the summer of 2015 I was moving back to Texas from Wyoming to care for elderly family members. In going through old papers I found a newspaper clipping. It was a Sports column from The Daily Texan about Superfan Scott Wilson and his "Wild Bunch" at the Disch. The column was written by the Sports Editor Kirk Bohls.
Lots of memories were made pulling for the Longhorns with Scott and his group but one really stands out...I think it was 1975.
Texas won the College World Series after beating A&M for the Southwest Conference title. Scott hosted the group at his apartment to watch the games on TV and cheer enough to have the neighbors ask us to "cool it" more than twice.
Texas had won the Championship game and we were watching the post-game coverage on TV and talking about what a great season it had been going all the way back to late January.
The doorbell rang and Scott yelled out "I got it!"
In walked Frank C. Erwin.
Yes, THAT Frank Erwin. He who had occupied the highest offices of the University of (By God!) Texas.
Scott had invited Frank Erwin and he had accepted. There he was in his bespoke business suit and tie from Sakowitz in Houston to party with a Wild Bunch of UT students wearing cargo shorts and Burnt Orange T-shirts. Mr. Erwin was the only attendee with a Security guard.
Scott Wilson was connected and liked and respected. By everyone. Including The Man they changed the name of The Superdrum to honor for his contributions to The University.
Over the years I got transferred around the USA working for a Big Oil company and when I went to Texas football games in places like Arkansas, Mississippi, the Meadowlands and California among others I almost always heard my name shouted out in the crowd before, during or after the game. I immediately knew it was Scott Wilson doing the shouting.
Hook 'Em, Scott!