High School Hot Rods!

I haven’t slept much the past week. And you might be thinking that I’ve been busy packing holiday orders or building the next version of jalopyjournal.com or… No. I’ve been doing something far more important than any of that. See, one of my other passions in life is Oklahoma football. I spend most of my Saturdays in the fall watching my alma mater slaughter schools on the football field. And I’ve been doing this since I was born. I am… Sooner born.

Anyway, there are few things in sport as traditional as Oklahoma football. You got the Yankees, the Lakers, maybe Notre Dame (but probably not), and a few others that could be mentioned in the same sentence. But ultimately, Oklahoma football sets the stage for competition in sport. There really isn’t anything like it and if you aren’t into such things, I can not explain it to you. It’s impossible. It’s one of those things you have to grow up with to truly understand and get.

So… Last weekend, the University of Southern California swept in with their sweater wearing whores cheerleaders and stole our piss-ant head coach. As a result of that, I had to spend the entire week searching for a new head coach, contributing to online conspiracy theories, and following private jets on flight-aware. It was something that owned every bit of brain power I had… and I had nothing else to give in any other part of my life. Even my own kids were neglected.

Thankfully, this all came to an end late last night when Oklahoma finally named their next leader. This will mean nothing to most of you, but Coach V is back home again and everything is going to be fine.

But as I sat here this morning reflecting on the past week, I was trying to think of a way to pay USC back for the pain and suffering they have caused me. And that’s when I remembered that they have their own media archive – a somewhat famous one. One that is protected with a fairly elementary paywall. One that I could easily circumvent.

<insert Matrix like computer shit here>

So after only a few minutes of brute force hacking, I present to you the USC archive of photos labeled with the “High School Hot Rods” tag. Obviously, these weren’t all taken at the same High School and I wasn’t in long enough to get all the details, but they were all taken between 1951 and 1953 – some in Pomona, some at Hamilton High School, some at a few other places… All stolen by me out of petty anger and vengeance.

Enjoy:

BOOMER SOONER.