I'm going to tell you my memories of Loyd Noble, I parked there every day for three years to catch a bus to go to class. The bus passed Memorial Stadium. Then it passed several other buildings until I got out and walked up to Adams Hall, when I was done with class, I went to the Student Union to eat, then rolled over to the library, then rolled back to Adams hall, or, in my last year, to the old law school building to take classes on urban planning or construction managament. My last year, I lived on college street, 464 college street, in an apartment that was part of a remodleed house. I lived on the top floor, so that meant that the roof sloped across my entire apartment. I shared a bathroom with a history major with athletes foot...and who always was bugging me to use my phone. Pizza Shuttle was cheap, and when me and my broke ass buddies got back from not getting laid at Rome, we'd order it and scrape change to tip. I never had to spend time in a dorm and I was happy, that said, I lived in Buddy Burris' garage apartment for a summer, the stories he could tell. As time went by, Joe's Taverna was a nice watering whole...at the Library Bar, Barry Switzer bummed a cigarette off me while he was on a date with his wife. Mike Stoops hit on my older sister who was nicknamed "Hot Rhonda", she blwew him off. At least once a week I hit the Mont for some Sooner Swirls and Nacho's that were guaranteed to have me regretting it the next morning. I'd hit that convienience store with the badass brownines [that I'm embarrased I can't remember], and one night I smoked pot and ate said brownies with a first rounder. For a finale, my boys and their downstairs neighbors had quite possible the biggest part ever, my g/f dumped me and I didn't care, becuase I had a backpack full of shrooms, and there was a nitrus tank that was full...within an hour of getting dumped, met a new girl, woke up the next morning with her and felt like the prior five years of not having a pot to piss in was worth it. Was just down in Norman the other day, things have changed, but made myself drive by about 10 different spots, make a nice six figure income, have no "real" worries, and by all accounts I am a succes. Still found myself wishing I could go back, even for five minutes.
I love that school, and before you want ot fire Bob Stoops or Jeff Capel or whoever else, it is guys like me you have to convince.