From Tom Herman to Houston Baptist to the Rose Bowl in North Texas, here's everything that made the 2020 season surprising and ridiculous.
This year saw no shortage of impactful sports news, from Dirk Nowitzki’s retirement to Art Briles's return.
A new biography of ’The Tyler Rose’ demonstrates that the legendary running back’s insistence that he wasn’t a transformative racial figure was too modest by half.
With seven Texas teams in the field of 68 and the Final Four's location in San Antonio, this March Madness has a certain Texas flavor.
Baseball, an old and idiosyncratic game, loses and old and idiosyncratic field.
They’re making crazy extra points in Midland, missing them in Austin, and needing them desperately in Dallas.
Meet the Longhorns’s erudite, innovative, and fatherly new hoops coach.
The two iconic quarterbacks who played their college ball in Texas have a few things in common—not the least of which is the way that they've been treated by their coaches.
As the NFL attempts to clean up its image, the first college coach they met with was the no-nonsense new head of the Longhorns.
Just when you thought you'd seen it all, here's a donut shaped like the hook 'em horns sign.
UT, which is notoriously protective of its Longhorns brand, is cracking down on retailers selling merchandise that riffs on the name of its new head football coach, Charlie Strong.
According to various pundits, he's "not a hip hop coach," but that won't stop them from comparing him to Arsenio Hall.
Nate Boyer is a failed actor, former humanitarian aid worker, Iraq War veteran, and, now, the starting long-snapper for the Texas Longhorns. Someone get this man a movie deal!
It was a year of appalling analogies, bare-naked Badu, collapsing Cowboys, dim-witted Daughters of the Republic of Texas, egregious Ethics Commission, felonious fishermen (not to mention frisky firefighters), G-rated (not) guards, hilarious headlines, imperial incumbents, jackass judges (as always!), klutzy kat rescuers, legendarily lame and losing Longhorns, mind-boggling menus, noncompliant Nugent, outré overtimers, pajama-clad politicians, queso quarrels, rude representatives, scuffling strippers, toilet paper–free Texas A&M, unacceptable uniformed urination, vent-escaping vipers, woefully wrongheaded wide receivers, X-asperated Xanax-heads, yuk-yuk yeggs, and zealous Z-cups.
It was a year of: Alamo amour, bollixed Bush, cheeseburger chagrin, dissed Davy, egregious ethics, film flops, guileful gynecologists, hibiscus hullabaloo, in-flight idiocy, jiggling Janet, konservative kross-dressers, laughable liposuction, microphone mishaps, numskull name-nabbing, opinionated obits, pot parfaits, Qaeda qualms, reckless Rather, streaking solons, tasteless Tecate, UT users, vulgar veeps, Wicca watchdogs, X-pensive X-crement, yoga yoke, and—zounds!—zero tolerance.
Better close off the balcony too Congresswoman Sheila Jackson Lee, of Houston, requested that a corridor in her Washington, D.C., office building be closed off for eight hours so that she could meet privately with singer Michael Jackson. 4—6 minutes to high cholesterol An eighteen-wheeler overturned on Houston’s…