Dont stare directly at the swaying. it will make you sick.
Make no mistake, the Aggie experience is not Southern football. There's no insane parking lot tailgates; there's the Chicken. There's no eye candy cheerleaders doing flips; there's men in all white leading 80,000+ people yelling in unison. There's no marching band marching in formations that look like your lower intestines; there's the Fighting Texas Aggie band belting out military songs and marching with precision and patterns so tight, none of them can possibly be virgins by the end of halftime. There's no dainty ladies with purses, heels, carefully applied makeup, and tasteful school colored turtlenecks; there's all maroon, wearing t-shirt and jeans crazy girls who will mug down with you at the hint of a touchdown.
This is Texas football.
