Frog fever more contagious than before


    If you think about it, being a Horned Frog is like a disease.No one was catching Horned Frog fever until our football team embarrassed Oklahoma this past weekend. The bandwagon is just waiting for thousands to pile on.

    I’ve been on this wagon for so many years now that I no longer see any color but purple. Some may call it cataracts, but to me it’s purple- tinted glasses.

    Like a cold, it may not catch immediately, but before you know it, everyone has it. I even spread the virus to my cats!

    They woke up one morning miraculously wearing TCU jerseys. I never would have thought it would go this far.

    What were the odds of coming back from a 5-6 season last year to beat OU this fall with my kittens wearing their school pride? Coincidence? I think not.

    I think we know where we can put the thanks for this win. Sure, we could thank Tye Gunn for kicking butt. We could thank Cory Rodgers for showing that Horned Frogs don’t go down easy, by getting up after having his helmet knocked off. And, fine, whatever, we could thank Coach Patterson for coaching such an amazing game in which the No. 7 Oklahoma Sooners didn’t even know who had the ball. However, it all comes down to the kittens.

    Superstition is a big thing in my life. On game day I have to wear my purple TCU polo. I have to drink two beers and I have to eat two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, which go surprisingly well together. I did these rituals when we went 10-2, but only did it for five games last season, each of which were victories. This past OU game took something more, however: two five-pound balls of fur.

    Some may think I am crazy or just flat-out stupid, but that’s fine by me.

    Every year I expect this football team to be the greatest in the league, and this year is no different. We are one step closer now, and it feels so good to me as a fan, I cannot imagine how the players feel.

    I will now take the season one week at a time. I will be at the SMU game, having consumed two beers and two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with two jersey-wearing kittens.

    The purple in my blood is thicker than last year and will be even thicker in the next. This is a contagious disease, so I tell all to proceed with caution. Get too caught up in Horned Frog fever like me, and you’ll be passing that sickness to people and pets alike.

    It will be the Year of the Horned Frog.

    Design Editor Shawn Finer is a senior economics major from Hurst.