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I am home sick today and got to thinking about how various authors might describe the TCU blowout last Saturday night:
Shakespeare:
Lewis Carroll:
William Faulkner:
Ernest Hemingway:
Shakespeare:
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Comes in this Horned Frog rush from play to play
To the last second of each quarter's time . . .
The pregame predictions are a tale told by an idiot,
Full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
Comes in this Horned Frog rush from play to play
To the last second of each quarter's time . . .
The pregame predictions are a tale told by an idiot,
Full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
Lewis Carroll:
"And hast thou slain the evil Utes?
Come to my arms, my Horned Frog boys!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
Zoobs chortled in their joy.
Come to my arms, my Horned Frog boys!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
Zoobs chortled in their joy.
William Faulkner:
I am I and you are you and I know it
Jerry Hughes in my grill all night and you dont know it
Andy Dalton here and there any everywhere and you Jordan Wynn and the defeat and the dream and the pain all swirling, swirling around them the Utes and they were beaten beaten beaten.
Jerry Hughes in my grill all night and you dont know it
Andy Dalton here and there any everywhere and you Jordan Wynn and the defeat and the dream and the pain all swirling, swirling around them the Utes and they were beaten beaten beaten.
Ernest Hemingway:
They choked. In Forth Worth.