Here's the thing... It isn't even that I've "given up". I'm not thinking that we can't have a winning team next year... We certainly have the talent and there's only one coach left that hasn't proved he's capable at the college level. It's that I almost don't care whether we do or not.
Obviously, I want us to be successful, and I'll probably get some enthusiasm back when there's something to cheer for... It'd be odd if I didn't.
It isn't that I'm pessimistic or not optimistic... It's that I really just can't even bring myself to care right now. That's never happened before. I didn't really want to go to the Spring Game, and the only person I know of from our usual tailgating group that showed up to the thing was eulessismore.
The director of the Marching Owl Band at Rice offered to let me help plan and write their halftime show against us this year back when he read our "Travels with Tina" writeup after the game we played 2 years ago. I had an entire 3 song and choreography concept in mind as recently as Thanksgiving... And I just don't have any enthusiasm for that, either.
My brother and I have been talking about making the trip to West Point ever since the series was announced, and we were thinking about going to Clemson, too (we also lived in Atlanta). But we haven't booked anything, and we haven't even discussed doing it.
Meanwhile, I think I've already picked out
our rental house for Hot Springs next year. (Foosball! Air hockey! Boat slip! Just $113-180 per person for 5 days and 4 nights!) But I don't have any enthusiasm for football, and I don't really have any desire to watch games this year.
The best way I can describe the situation is that it feels like it's not even my team anymore. North Texas football hits me like soccer. I think it really started happening when FilmerJ and I skipped out on the Army game to go see basketball at OSU and listened to the embarrassment on the drive home instead of living through it. But even after that, I was still worked up about whether we'd keep Dodge or not (and whether or not we'd fired him and then reversed the decision). Now, I don't even really care that we kept him around.
Hopefully it goes away by the time the season gets closer. I'll still be showing up, but if something doesn't change... It'll be a hollow, empty, emotionless shell of routine.
Like Quoner's sham marriage.