re: CDF was at church tonight

Thanks for the warm welcome MD.
I'm sorry... I thought my first post was long and rambling enough and didn't want to continue, but thanks for reading the whole thing. There are two good Fran stories and 1 Gilberry story I remember well. Fran 1: According to Closner the team (and apparently most coaches) literally found out Fran left through a letter he left in their lockers. (ANd if memory serves me, the letter was from the University, not even Fran!) When they showed up Jarret Johnson went ape shite. Tore pictures off the walls, broke them against the lockers. If it wasn't bolted down, it got broken and some things that were bolted got uprooted as well. They were so pissed because Fran preached 'stay and play. We are in this together' and then he bailed after the SWAT shirts, the Hold the Rope stuff, etc. 2) After Fran left I saw a car in front of Burke that said on the back window: "Fran, your heart's in Texas but your daughter's flower stays here." Someone posted his cell phone on the front door of the Corner Store. I called it, got his VM of course, but there was no denying it was his voice. Someone figured out how to hack it and said something like "You've reached Coach Fran. I'm the lying, low down dirty bastard that left UA for A&M. Blah, Blah, Blah. It was pretty classic. 3) Unrelated, but funny. I had public speaking with Gilberry. He told the story of him and his friend in high school. They both hurt their knees a couple days apart and decided to get surgery on the same day at the same place so they could rehab together. Long story short, the hospital did the wrong knee on each of them. WG hurt his left, the other guy hurt his right (or vice versa) and the hospital did WG's right and the other guy's left. We were all like "you sued, right?" And he was like "Naw man, we aint like that. It's all good. Honest mistake." Hard to believe...
Anyway. Sorry for the long post and sorry for the "cliffhanger." It wasn't intentional.

By the way, my freshman year, I remember seeing a nice replica of Dubose hanging from a tree on the quad on my way to an early class. Complete with headset, khakis, short sleeve shirt and tie. You pull that today and you are probably arrested... Good memories.