What’s up with this whole “Texas Pride” thing anyway? I’m a Texan and I can’t even explain it. I’ve lived here all my life, not counting a 2-year detour to New York when I was 6 years old. Maybe it’s the size of our state or that we were for a short time, our own country. I don’t know. Maybe we like the stereotype that the movies and television have branded us with and want to perpetuate the fantasy. I kind of like the thought of an oil well and a herd of ponies and longhorns in my backyard pasture and going out to practice my quick draw skills in my boots and 10-gallon hat. Why I can just picture it now…