Freakiness, food and (most importantly) football

Already at fever pitch, the rivalry between Oklahoma and Texas is sure to get more heated after this NY Times story about the recruitment of high school blue-chipper Jamarkus McFarland.

It's almost a waste of time to pluck out the highlights but, needless to say, McFarland and his mother aren't going to have many friends left in Austin.

Here's McFarland's take on a Longhorns fans party at an upscale Dallas hotel following the UT-OU game on Oct. 11:

“I will never forget the excitement amongst all participants ... Alcohol was all you can drink, money was not an option. Girls were acting wild by taking off their tops, and pulling down their pants. Girls were also romancing each other. Some guys loved every minute of the freakiness some girls demonstrated. I have never attended a party of this magnitude.”

I'm sure of it, having spent some time in his East Texas hometown of Lufkin. And maybe I was a different sort of teenager but, you know, what he described sounds like as good a reason as any to become a Longhorn.

Some guys loved every minute of the freakiness some girls demonstrated. Damn skippy. I guess he's already more mature at 18 than I was at 28.

Also, it's hilarious to think of OU head coach Bob Stoops being forced into watching - and laughing at - "Beauty Shop."

While at McFarland’s house, Stoops offered to set the table for dinner and helped carry in ribs and potato salad. After a second serving of ribs and some peach cobbler, he sat on the couch with McFarland and his grandmother and watched the movie “Beauty Shop,” starring Queen Latifah and Alicia Silverstone.

If he actually mustered a laugh during that movie and managed to make his pitch in spite of the itis, Stoops might deserve an honorary hood pass.

In the end, McFarland went with Stoops and the Sooners. No big deal, right? UT and OU always get their fair share of top recruits. It's just the name of the game.

But you know those college football fans, especially those who frequent message boards. They rarely accept the wholly personal decisions of 18-year-olds with even a modicum of class.