Right from the kickoff, the stadium was electric. Having never attended a national championship game
before, I cannot say if the feeling in the stadium was more or less than normal. But given the magnitude
of the game for Texas fans, it was overwhelming.|
Despite our reputation, Texas fans are a pessimistic bunch. After so many years of near-misses and blown
opportunities, we've come to doubt very easily. And right off the bat, after a fantastic Texas defensive
stand, we botch a punt return, fumble, and give USC the ball back, keeping Vince off the field for one
more possession. But after that, things slowly started to go Texas' way.
The Texas crowd was, at times, the loudest I can ever remember. I scream on every defensive play...
loudly. But there were moments when I couldn't even hear myself. The collective energy was simply
amazing to feel and be a part of. We even affected the game, at one point causing USC to incur a
delay of game penalty because they couldn't hear the play call.
We managed to keep USC out of the end zone (and from kicking any field goals) until the end of the half.
We pulled in an interception and a fumble before the half, turning it into 10 points... putting the game
at halftime at Texas 16, USC 10... with all of our points coming in the 2nd quarter.
The third quarter and half of the fourth was a disaster. USC outscored us 28 points to 10 points. With
just over 6 1/2 minutes left in the game, we were down by 12. This was exacerbated by
Andy's son, who kept talking throughout the game about how USC was unstoppable.
The collective pessimism of the UT
fans was palpable as we all started to rationalize a loss... finding positives in what we had
accomplished thus far. We'd all experienced too many losses in big games to really, truly believe.
Thank god the players play the game and not the fans...
Longhorn Band on the field
Scoreboard at halftime