I survived and began this morning with the following prayer:
Please, please let Oklahoma win the Orange Bowl. I have been a very good girlfriend (and OU supporter) and deserve to have a happy boyfriend.
If OU loses this game, the rest of my month is sure to go to shit, every conversation we have will sure to be what they could have done better or how they were robbed--whatever the case will be.
I never use my prayers for sports, but just this one time, please please let them win. If they lose, there is no amount of sex that I can give that will cure the hangover of defeat that I am sure he will suffer.
If you let them win, I will be the best girlfriend ever from this day forward and I will never ever make fun of a Boomer Sooner ever again.