It's about 10 minutes from the time that we learned that Baylor University had its first Heisman trophy winner. I keep trying to start this post, but for once, I'm having difficulty finding words. What this means to us is simply indescribable. This legitimates a program that has known its own potential for 2 years. This proves to the world that Baylor is more than a cult from years ago and the perennial favourite for other school's Homecomings. It's something that means more than I can articulate-I can only describe the shaking nerves that filled me right before the announcement, and the screams of joy that erupted from the tiny front room of this collegiate apartment and all over campus. The tower of Pat Neff will be green tonight and Robert Griffin the Third, Heisman Winner, will come back to a hero's welcome.
While we here are all shaking with joy, there is also the slightest undercurrent of sadness. RG3 won, so he's unlikely to come back and play as a Baylor Bear again. One does get the terribly sad feeling that this might have been a once in a lifetime thing, something that we lucky few (the undergraduate classes of 2012-2015) will tell our grandchildren in wistful voices of when "Baylor was good and Robert Griffin was the Heisman winner." Maybe it won't be. Maybe this is that pessimism that comes as second nature to us members of this no-longer second rate school.
I'm sure that tomorrow I'll be able to wrap all this up in a much more concise and appropriate way, but right now, the only thing I can think of is:
RG3 is Superman.
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