for the beautiful memories this special place has created within our lives.
We grieve for the folks of Stillwater, OK., and the students and alumni of the Oklahoma State University.
Go Pokes! Peace be with you. Gone, but not forgotten.
~ by coffeegrounded on November 18, 2011.
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This is posted all over the internet today, thought I’d share it:
Orange is that day you moved into the dorms your freshman year with lines for the elevators. It’s meeting those friends that would stick with you for life. It’s remembering the dorm buildings, even if they aren’t there anymore.
It’s wearing orange the Friday before the first game and every Friday after that. It’s Kurt Budke, Miranda Serna, Barry Sanders, John Smith, Garth Brooks, Mike Gundy, Eddie Sutton, Desmond Mason…It’s you and me. Orange is putting your arm around the shoulder of the stranger next to you to sing the Alma Mater. It’s watching the most beautiful black horse race down a football field. It’s making the switch to saying “Power” instead of “Orange.” It’s remembering Lewis Field and admiring Boone Pickens Stadium.
Orange is a few years in the NIT and finally making it to the big dance. It’s beating the number 3 team in the nation on the same day OU lost to Texas. It’s being proud of your coach for standing up for his player, even when the rest of the country frowned upon it. Orange is being a man, because you’re 40.
It’s knowing that it’s left hand up to make an “S”. Orange is when it’s good for a Cowboy first down and ten. Orange is pistols firing touchdown Oklahoma State. Orange is being at the parking lot as soon as they drop the chains so that tailgating can start. It’s “O-K-L-A-H-O-M-A Oklahoma, STATE!” no matter where you are when the state song is played. Orange is welcoming fans from other teams with a good natured ribbing, but always being good natured in victory and defeat. Orange is being proud of our heritage, but never rubbing it in.
Orange is a tragic night in Colorado, and a tragic night in Arkansas and never forgetting those that were lost.
It’s a big smile on your face when you walk past the orange fountain. It’s going back to the place you worked in college and remembering it as the best job you ever had, even though it paid the least. Orange is never, ever forgetting the words to “Friends in Low Places”. It’s cheese fries (with bacon) and a Fowl Thing. It’s a cabinet full of Joe’s cups.
It’s knowing that you are different because your blood matches your orange t-shirt. It’s knowing that it’s time to go home when you hear “New York, New York” or “Shoulda Been a Cowboy”. Orange is the one you tried to let down easy and the one you’ll never forget.
Orange is wanting to get out of Stillwater for four years and spending the rest of your life wanting to go back.
Proud and Immortal
Bright shines your name
We herald your fame
Ever you’ll find us
Loyal and True
To our Alma Mater
Megan said this on November 19, 2011 at 24:00 | Reply
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