The mass grave of all the previous aTm mascots. It's right outside Kyle Field and the dogs are buried in a position that gives their bones a straight view of the scoreboard. When a recent stadium expansion occurred, the view of the scoreboard was obscured. there was debate whether to scuttle the project because the bones couldn't be relocated. A compromise was reached when the cadet corps decided to assign a cadet to hold a hand written sign with the score written on it up so the sacred doggie bones could see the score. They also have a phalanx of cadets surround the sacred collie dog to protect it.
From Baylorfans.com It is Aggie Week. Post your favorite Aggie Story. I've told this story here before, but kind of like The Night Before Christmas, I enjoy reciting it before the BU-A&M game. Please share your favorite Aggie stories here. A friend of mine played quarterback for UT in the 90s. One of the first games he got to travel to was against A&M at Kyle Field. During pre-game warmups, the Horns were running pass patterns. The Texas Receivers were running 10 yard outs along the sideline where Revillie was standing with its trainers/body guards. After waiting for the 1st and 2nd string QBs to throw the route, it was my friend's turn. The Texas receiver ran a 10 yard curl, and my buddy, who was young and nervous, and had one hell of a strong arm, threw the ball about 10 feet over the receiver's head. The ball was flying at lightening speed straight at the Aggies' prized and sacred collie-dog. Just then, one of the dog's trainers/bodyguards covered his nads and dove head-first into the path of the spiraling football. THUD!!! The trainer/bodyguard took it square in the chest. He hit the ground, rolling around for about 10 seconds like he was break-dancing. Every ounce of air had been knocked out of his body. Finally he got up and the other trainer/bodyguards slapped him on the back saying, "Good Save" and "Way to take one for Ms. Reville". After that, when ever it was my friend's turn to throw, the trainers/bodyguards lined up in front of the dog, with their nads covered, like a World Cup soccer team on a free kick. I love that these dumbasses value a dog's well-being above their own.
