Keep the Kryptonite From Colt 'Superman' McCoy

OK, I'm slow to comment on the Longhorns victory over Rice this past weekend. Consider it an homage to Texas, which is perennially late to its own party. But it didn't take the Horns too long this time to wake up down 3-0. Thanks, Colt McCoy. You are the heart and soul of the team. Without you, the Longhorns would be another … Rice.

Let's take that in. One stinger in the shoulder and Texas falls apart. OK, that's a bit extreme. Colt doesn't play alone (even though he acts like it). But his arm and those handy catches by his pals Jordan Shipley and Quan Cosby are the only thing that gives hope as the clock ticks down to OU.

So let's praise the Colt. It's 62 touchdown passes and counting. (Sorry, Major, maybe you should have taken that Rice coaching job you say they offered you.) He was the leading rusher against Rice with 83 yards on eight carries (the runnerup was Colt's runnerup, the shifty nonpasser John Chiles.) HIS offense racked up 600 yards against Rice. He can eat tin cans and pull kittens from 40-foot trees. He is Superman.

Here's hoping no kryptonite shows up anytime soon. We've already seen Blaine Irby drop to the turf and take the tight end out of the game. Stay healthy, Colt.

Which begs the question: why doesn't UT run the ball in the early going? Fourth-string tailback Cody Johnson looked like a hoss against Rice. Fourth string? OK, I'm not that worried. Bring on the Razerbacks.