All OU fans are the same....even in Europe

Well as much as I hate to bring it up again, this one is all about the last two, yes TWO, Horns games. To start the year we were having some serious issues with getting the game broadcasted over here. We were in contact with the Paris branch of the Texas Exes and every week we were all trying slingbox, Pay per view, and even streaming it through Texassports and coming up empty every time. Finally, we were able to rent out a bar called The Great Canadian that would connect to a slingbox back in their mainland (Canada) and then let us have one wing of the bar to watch it in. Only $7 dollar beers (on special) and $18 cheeseburgers…what a deal. For the K-State game we had a pretty good crowd, about 15 people, 8 being people from our shop. 5 of us actually went to Texas and we made the others wear whatever gear we had left if they wanted to join the festivities. As tough as it was to watch it was pretty awesome to finally see the Horns play some football, or do whatever the hell they were doing against the Wildcats. This would be just a little taste of what was ahead for all of us during the OU game.



The Saturday of the OU game would also be the day when France would meet New Zealand in the Rugby World Cup Quarterfinals. Now let me give you a quick little rundown on whats goin on with the Rugby over here because odds are the only thing you know is that they play with an oversized football and don’t wear pads. Its all being hosted in France and the finals are all being held here in Paris so the fever is on to say the least. Over the last month or so we have all been giving private tours to these hooligans that come to Paris to support their clubs. England, South Africa, Australia, France, New Zealand, Scotland, Argentina are just a few of the bigger names that have been here. We’ve had ‘em all, kilts and everything. Anyways, New Zealand has been the favorite to win it all since it started. France narrowly escaped an upset in the opening rounds to make it to the quarterfinals but it looked as though their luck would end here as the odds for NZ were better than 2:1 to win it all.

We would get to the bar about an hour and a half before kick off to try and get a seat for the TX/OU game because we knew it would be packed for Rugby. Well we obviously underestimated the French again because they had been there for like 7 hours before kickoff for their Rugby game. Lucky for us, because Rugby is such a non-stop hardass sport, they only play for about 80 minutes. Two 40 minute halves with a running clock and like a 8 minute half. Even though it was packed as could be inside the bar and we only got the Horns on one TV in the corner it was pretty awesome to see the local fans support their team. As dedicated as we all are to our teams in the US, they take it to a whole new level over here. I heard someone describe it as very “tribal” and I think that paints a pretty accurate picture.

Anyways their game would be over by halftime of the Texas game so we would get the rest of the bar for the night. The turnout for the OU game was more like 30-40 people. We even had a few Sooner fans that managed to get out of Norman, across the pond, and find their way into the Canadian. They were annoying and classless as usual but we had all had just enough to drink to have some fun with them. About the time we decided to take a few Jager bombs one of the OU fans, Tom, decided he should really warn me about what I was getting myself into and so he got all his friends to come laugh at me while we took shots. “Oh man, this guy doesn’t know what he’s getting into” & “What an idiot” were just a few of their comments. Well, rather than try to play hard ass and get into some dumb argument about how much I can drink I figured I would just go along with it and see how far I could take them. So at this point I made a deal with Tom. I’ll keep taking Jager bombs ($14) as long as you keep paying for them. He acted like this was the stupidest thing he had ever heard, but he went with it. He even would pick up my beers so the rest of my night was pretty much taken care of.


Thanks Tom

The next degenerate from OU was named Bob. Bob was a real ass. Just a stupid drunk that stumbled upon too many Texas fans on the wrong night. Bob was that OU fan that every time you made eye contact with him he would do the Horns down sign with his hand and scream “Boomer!”



After a while there would be a few shouting matches with ol’ Bob. One particular exchange went like so.

OU Bob: Obnoxiously shouting Sooner this and that

Texas Fan: Said something degrading to the BOB about his sexuality.

OU Bob: “I’ve been with more women that you can ever dream of”

Texas Fan: “Your mom and sisters don’t count”

OU Bob: “Yess they dooo!!!”

I know this sounds like one of those stories you get in an email talking about OU fans and stuff, but this really happened. I wish I was making this up. Kind of, but I’m not. Bob was completely content with that fact that the whole night he acted like a 16 year on his first visit to a frat house.

Just a few pictures from the rest of the night..











the rally cap that just couldn't rally

And I saw Kanye West at 3 in the morning on the walk home.