It was 8 o’clock Saturday night, and I was in a full-blown panic.
I had reason to believe it would work: Be at an event at 3 p.m. 30 miles away, make a quick stop at another place, then be back at home in front of TV for OU’s 7 o’clock kickoff.
Not so much. As I sped down the freeway on the way back, my wife asked whether I wanted her to drive instead, believing that another one of my Tourette’s-like outburst over an OU play was going to lead to a fatal wreck.
“No!!!! I can listen to an OU football game and drive!!”
Well, barely. I made it in time to catch the fourth quarter of OU’s 24-19 loss to Kansas State. But not before I’d made the experience miserable.
This, too, is the OU football team’s problem … night games. It’s turning into a miserable experience.
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