Okay, this is going to be no doubt colored by colliding memories, but I’ll give it a shot.
My buddy was one of those larger than life guys. I think he still holds some state or national record for jalapeno eating or summat. Anyway, he and some buddies, whom I think were engineering geeks, formed a group called the “Sons of Texas” or something like that. As all ags know, this kidnapping lark started ages ago when someone stole our mascot and branded him “13-0” - the score the ags beat us by that year. Some enterprising Texas dudes prolonged the poor creature’s discomfort and converted “13-0” to “BEVO” which was a non-alcoholic beer popular at the time.
So this buddy of mine and his pals thought they would dognap Reveille. I believe they staked out the place where Reveille lived, figured out when she was outside, and swept in and absconded with her. They had her for about a week or so. I believe they communicated with someone at a&m and left assurances she was being treated well.
When this hit campus the place went nuts and we were trying to figure who did it. The Silver Spurs and the Texas Cowboys were suspected, as were any number of fraternity guys, ROTC, etc. Nobody seemed to know who was responsible. I only found out because I was in an organization with this guy, and we didn’t see him around because he was in deep shit about it.
I found a link about it. The guy in the story is not my buddy, so I’m not sure if he was another kidnapper, or if the story itself is a ruse, or if my buddy was blowing smoke up our asses. I don’t think he was, though. Maybe he was an assistant to the main guy.
Anyway, here is the real story.
And to all the ags out there, no offense about us walking on the grass. It was dark and nighttime and we had no idea where we were. Given the fact that we were probably wearing Texas gear and it was during bonfire, we were cruising for an ass kicking… got lucky there, that’s for sure.
Just realized that elmwood mentioned that Austin isn’t “really Texas.” Oh it is, most definitely. Don’t let Tarrytown and Hyde Park fool ya. And I say that with mad love for my hometown, but that’s a generalization that seems to have cottoned on here. There are far weirder communities than Austin - take Montrose in Houston, for instance.