It was the Beck of times, it was the Hurts of times. It was the age of Ingram, it was the age of toolishness, it was the epoch of land thief, it was the epoch of QB ability. It was a tale of two cities.
They will write about this game in the lores of our loincestors, not for the Heisman ballot bruhaha, the Vegas spread mixup (point spread vs buffet spread, ask Tony), but for the pure majesty of mano-a-mano combat between two blood rivals.
In one corner stand the Sooners.