The Texas schools being courted by the PAC 10 remind me of a quartet of freshman fraternity rushees at Ole Miss.
Texas is the cool and tough face guy who knows about 18,000 rich, attractive bleach blonde girls to bring along to a rush party in Pasadena every New’s Year.
A&M is the clean-cut, indecisive kid who sits in Fulton Chapel for thirty extra minutes because he can’t bring himself to turn in his bid card.
Texas Tech is the scruffy guy wearing the wrong brand of clothes who just got a bid because he went to high school with Texas and Texas A&M but probably would have been more comfortable sticking around at community college with Kansas State.
And Baylor is the nice, slightly uncoordinated kid who played church basketball with the other three but ended up stuck talking to Washington State on the back porch during the first round of rush even though he had Trent Lott write him a rec.