We didn’t get to finish.
Losing Colt right off the bat, with paydirt in view, was hard to stomach. I felt/feel robbed or cheated; not by Alabama or the refs, but by fate. We didn’t get to finish fantastic year and in Colt’s case, a storybook career.
And what a story! Vince Young ends his eligibility beating the unbeatable Trojans on their home field.
Enter a plucky freshman named Colt McCoy to quarterback the Longhorns. A quarterback for Texas named Colt McCoy, get outta here. Not highly touted, Colt came from little ol’ Tuscola with it’s one traffic light and 2A Jim Ned High.
Hardly Texas blue chip royalty. But with hard work, deadly accuracy and an aw shucks personality, Colt kept piling up the wins, breaking the NCAA record, and getting all the way to a national title game. Wow! Can’t wait to see how that ends...
Now we’ll always wonder about what might have been.
We lost the opportunity to see the all time winningest quarterback go against one of the greatest defenses ever put together by a great coach.
We lost the opportunity to see a Heisman winner duel a Heisman runner-up.
We lost the opportunity to see Colt improve his draft status.
We lost the opportunity for him to stamp his name indelibly on the University of Texas.
We lost a few pages in the chapter between two great programs.
Championship moments echo through the decades. The victories improve with age and re-telling. The losses remain present as a dull ache.
Over the last 20 years of watching, I can easily recall the make or break moments: James Brown’s “Roll Left” fourth down conversion against Nebraska; Philip Geiggar’s running into the kicker against Colorado ; Mangum’s kick vs. Michigan in the Rose; the defensive stand vs. USC followed by Vince Young’s sprint to the endzone; Gideon’s drop followed by Crabtree’s dash ; Colt’s come from behind last year against Ohio State connect (yet again) with Quan Cosby with 17 seconds on the clock; or almost the air ball against Nebraska a few weeks ago.
Even though the affect was disastrous, the hit that ended Colt’s collegiate career looked minor, hardly the kind of championship moment to remember. And that moment and the loss leaves the last page of a storybook career blank.