And, my Mom is a UT grad and huge Horns fan. Fortunately, one of the few things my Old Man did well was teach me the love for all things Red & Black, (that and Herschel Walker came along when I was a football-crazy 12-yr-old.) I've always had a reasonable amount of affection for UT and the Burnt Orange.
But, not this week. I told my dear Mother that she and her kind are the hated enemy, and sent her a picture of horns down. I'll go back to being a good, respectful Son on Sunday. But right now? "Hunker Down You Hairy Dawgs!"