Cowboy Up!

What do you do when you’re a billionaire with an ego? Name a stadium after yourself of course! And at $110 bucks a pop for seat, it would appear that ol’ T. Boone Pickens didn’t get into the “B” club by giving away his football tickets cheaply.

Luckily, earlier in the day we had only paid seventy dollars apiece for our seats on the 25 yard line of the newly re-dedicated T. Boone Pickens Stadium (and may have had them even cheaper if we weren’t preoccupied with pre-game festivities with our friend Dale). Everything shimmers in this newly expanded stadium, and it’s hardly been around long enough to collect any dust on the internal girders. Nevertheless, it’s an impressive facility, and the brick façade blends in quite nicely with the Georgian style architecture of the OSU campus.

The game was an entertaining one, with both teams coming out like a ball of fire in the first half (41 points of scoring). Both Missouri and OSU weren’t in the mood to play much defense in the first half and it was analogous to watching a game of Tecmo Bowl except for the Bo Jackson part. The Cowboys defense shored themselves up a bit in the second half, however, getting a few key stops while Mike Gundy’s gunslinger offense made sure they stayed out in front.

If you notice above, the stadium is unique in that the fans are quite literally right on top of the players. There is only about 8 feet separating the edge of the field from the stands, leaving hardly enough width for the team benches. The net effect of this design is that the thunderous sound inside the stadium belies its relatively small capacity, with a full crowd on this night of 55,752.

I will also add in a positive word for the Oklahoma State fans here, where the entire stadium (including the traditionally uninspired fogey and family seats) were on their feet, standing and cheering unbroken for four quarters. Fans retired to their seats only during halftime and extended time-outs. I have never seen this kind of fan devotion in another stadium I have been to.

Combine the smaller confines of the space, with the rabid enthusiasm of the orange clad Cowboy faithful, and Boone Pickens stadium plays much louder than it actually is, and makes for one rowdy night of premier college football.

Final Score Oklahoma State 33 Missouri 17

Orange Pond after the game.


**A special shout out to our friend Dale for showing us a good time around his old stomping grounds at OSU. Much appreciated Dale!

Don't Mess with this Mascot

A word on mascots for a minute.

I don’t usually spend much time writing about mascots, unless it’s something unusual. LSU was one such exception, because bringing a live tiger anywhere (even if it’s in a cage) is such a train wreck waiting to happen that it bears mention. Oklahoma State has another such claim, with the extraordinary story of their of mascot “Pistol Pete”.

I say this unequivocally: Pistol Pete might be the coolest mascot story I have ever heard.

The inspiration for Pistol Pete came from a legendary Oklahoma lawman named Francis Eaton, who was born in 1860 and lived to the ripe old age of 97. His true story reads like a piece of western folklore.

“As a boy, young Frank witnessed the murder of his father, a Yankee, at the hands of six Confederate outlaws. Vowing to avenge the murder of his "pa," Eaton became an expert marksman by the time he was a teenager. True to his word, he tracked down and killed all but one of his father's assailants in true gunslinger style. The final desperado died before Eaton could get to him, but the ever-vigilant marshal attended the man's funeral anyway, just to make sure he was dead. Eaton, who lived to be 97, recalled this quest for frontier justice and other fabulous tales in his 1952 autobiography, Veteran of the Old West.”

More in depth stories on Frank “Pistol Pete” Eaton can be found here:

http://www.okstate.com/trads/pistol-pete.html

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frank_Eaton

http://osu.okstate.edu/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=284&Itemid=96

If you can find a better mascot story than that, by all means let me know so I can make a drive out to that school.

Friends in low places...

I felt compelled to offer a small sidebar post this week on another eerie encounter with Garth Brooks.

Garth has been a peculiar subthread throughout many of our travels thus far. In week three we listened to the entire Garth Brooks Greatest Hits album played front to back at Spanky’s in Lubbock. In week four, we sang along to the Garth Brooks hit “Callin Baton Rouge” with 93,000 other LSU fans in Tiger Stadium.

And in week five, we had another odd encounter with Garth Brooks…..this time Garth Brooks himself! We just can’t get away from this guy. Then again, he doesn’t appear too busy these days, so hamming it up on the OSU sideline is probably good way to fill his ample time.

Garth Brooks was honored on field during halftime by OSU along two other famous OSU alums; Barry Sanders and Robin Ventura. If that third name seems odd, it’s because it is. Let me run this down for you.

Garth Brooks: Arguably the biggest country star of all time.

Barry Sanders: Heisman winner and arguably the greatest NFL running back of all time.

Robin Ventura: Arguably the biggest MLB speed bag of all time (yes that Robin Ventura).

(Here they are on the field)

Lest you forget, Robin Ventura’s sole claim to fame was getting pummeled by a forty something Nolan Ryan in the twilight of his career, after Ventura thought it would be a good idea to charge the mound on the Texas legend.

(This is the best video I could find, the fight starts at :45)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vMn2IMZXjWA

Something about seeing Robin Ventura in the same context as Barry Sanders and Garth Brooks gave me a chuckle.

But getting back to Garth Brooks for a minute, at the rate we are going this year, I think next week we might be lined up for a personal concert from the “shameless” man himself.

Eskimo Joe's

Through the years Eskimo Joe’s has grown from a small idea started by a couple of friends, to a landmark in the town of Stillwater (or StillH20 depending who you talk to). OSU alums are quick to point out that you will recognize the infamous Joe’s shirts all over the world. As if one bar wasn’t enough, Eskimo Joe’s has also extended their powerful brand name into a local Italian joint “Joseppis” and, naturally, “Mexicojoes”. One can only hope that “GyroJoe’s” is on the way.

Eskimo Joe’s lives up to its reputation as the quintessential college sports bar. On gameday it’s stuffed to the gills with flat screen TV’s bellowing out a Big 12 game, free flowing taps of cheap swill (in collectible plastic cups of course), and hordes of spirited OSU fans munching their way through indulgent pub fare. Almost as impressive as the size of Eskimo Joe’s numerous tap rooms, is the equally roomy t-shirt shop. This might be the only bar that I have downed a pint in that has a gift shop rivaling the size of the bar itself. Be sure to pick up your collectible Joe’s shirt in any color of the rainbow which you prefer, though I’m told that orange is politely encouraged in this neck of the woods….

http://eskimojoes.com/

Wake n' Steak

On the way back through Oklahoma City on Sunday morning, we stopped for a late breakfast at the widely renowned Cattleman’s Steakhouse. With a name like Cattleman’s and a history dating back to 1910, the wheel on the Jetta instinctively started jerking strongly in the direction of the Oklahoma legend. And, naturally we obliged for a visit.

The breakfast is, as one would expect, traditional and straightforward. There is nothing too noteworthy to report here, other than the fact that Cattlemans offers about a dozen different steaks on their breakfast menu for you to crack a few eggs over. Were it later in the day I may have opted for the “Presidential T-Bone”, instead I settled on the more manageable breakfast steak and my coronary arteries thanked me.

The inside of Cattleman’s tells a long and storied tradition about the heart of the Oklahoma City stockyards, and you would be well received in the dusky comfort of dark wood paneling and plush red booths.

http://www.cattlemensrestaurant.com/

King of the Road

In a food world increasingly proliferated by an onslaught of posh “gourmet” takes on the hamburger, there is something gratifying about the honest simplicity of the burgers at Hamburger King. If you’re looking for pretension in your burger, keep on driving because, refreshingly, you won’t find it here. Just uncomplicated ground beef patties, cheese, bacon, some lettuce, tomato and a couple of condiments assembled in the same fashion they have since 1927.

A burger diner eighty years ago, and a burger diner today, this place has endured for the hungry rancher or the ferreting nostalgist alike. Not much else has changed at Hamburger King in that time, and gladly one of the remnants of days gone by is the unique phone ordering system still in place. After glancing at the basic menu, you pick up the solitary red telephone at your booth and phone in your order like a cold war president ordering up a steaming hot plate of nuclear air strike.

Five minutes later your order arrives along with your check. No flagging down a chatty waitress here. Quick, tasty and efficient…..the way it should be.

Any restaurant that’s been flipping burgers for over 82 years and serving them up at an honest price is clearly doing something right, and Hamburger King would be well worth a visit on your next pass through central Oklahoma.

Ride 'em Cowboys!

This weekend brings us to the great state of Oklahoma! Home to Garth Brooks, tornadoes, The Cowboy Hall of Fame, the worlds’ first parking meter and birthplace of the shopping cart.

As if that distinguished list of accolades weren’t enough to impress you, there is also a little Big 12 school up in Stillwater called Oklahoma State (not to be confused with that other directional school in Norman), where they happen to play an electrifying brand of gun slinging football.

They also happen to have a rather electrifying coach who is no stranger to the art of the press conference rant, and could be considered an aspiring heir to the venerable Bobby Knight throne.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aoMmbUmKN0E

This weekend pits another matchup of two national powerhouses as the 4-1 Oklahoma State Cowboys (#16) shoot it out against the 4-1 Missouri Tigers (UR).

Campus should be buzzing around OSU this weekend given that it’s homecoming, and the ‘Pokes lay claim to one of the largest homecoming reunions in the country. Why anyone would be so eager to make an annual pilgrimage to Stillwater, Oklahoma is debatable, but judging by the throngs of orange clad Cowboy faithful this is a passionate college sports town.

The Cowboys don’t square off against Missouri until 8:15pm, which gives us ample time this week to enjoy the robust tailgating atmosphere on campus and perhaps squeeze in a cocktail or two before kickoff. Many of these plans come courtesy of our friend Laura, a diehard alum, who has promised she will dive headfirst into “Orange Pond” if the ‘Pokes can pull out a victory.

Game tickets, for those of you less inclined to haggle, are still available through the OSU box office.

http://www.okstate.com/tickets/okst-tickets.html

877-255-4678

In addition to the campus tailgating revelry, which I can tell you first hand is quite robust; there are a handful of other drop-ins worthy of merit for this weeks foray into the wide plains of the Sooner State.

Eskimo Joe’s - is a Stillwater institution, and claims to have the #2 most collected t-shirt in the world (behind Hard Rock Cafe’). It’s also been ranked the #3 college sports bar in the US and given their infamous “thirsty Thursday” promotion of five bucks for all you can drink beer, I don’t think we will have any problems cutting loose in this joint on Saturday.

http://www.eskimojoes.com/

And for the first time during the CFB, I am torn between roadside cuisine choices, both of which are found in Shawnee, Oklahoma. On one side we have a place with the words “Pig Stand” in the name, and on the other is “Hamburger King”. My head might explode with anticipation.

Van’s Pig Stand

http://www.pigstands.com/

Hamburger King

http://www.urbanspoon.com/r/46/1149293/restaurant/Oklahoma-City/Hamburger-King-Shawnee

Well I’d say that’s a pretty full agenda, and I personally am looking forward to my return trip to Stillwater to see what other adventures we can stumble upon this time.

Saddle up and come with!