Had things ended there, the real hero of the day would have been a wealthy businessman from Houston named Jack Perry. One of Darrell Royal's closest friends, Perry flies around in a $600,000 Lear jet and proved his love of sport and the ability of his flying machine not long ago by attending a wedding in Baton Rouge, the LSU-Florida game in Gainesville and the Texas-Indiana game in Austin, all in the same day. Jack Perry is the man who went back just an hour before the Arkansas game to Fort Smith, where the Texas team had stayed Friday night, to get Marvin Kristynik's contact lenses. Without his contacts, Kristynik would have been of no more use to Royal than an acorn in a river bottom. He could not have played, could not have directed his best game for Texas nor sparked the finest comeback a Royal team ever has made. But Jack Perry was not the biggest hero.
"Well, Jon Brittenum, he rose to the challenge,
Just like all good Razorbacks do,
He worked on his plays every night and day,
And he worked on weekends, too...
He worked on weekends, too."
When Arkansas prepared for its last drive, Broyles was an emotional wreck, sickened by the fact that he had blown a huge lead—he, not the team. "Sometimes I hate myself because I won't throw deep in my own end of the field," he said. "They were making things happen; we weren't. But we could have, I think. We were concentrating on defense because they had us confused. Jim Lindsey is who rallied our team. Not me. I was a babbling idiot."
Jim Lindsey is a wiry, blond halfback who was Arkansas' best runner last year but a team man willing this season to devote his efforts to blocking for a better, more dangerous runner, Jones. On the Arkansas sideline Lindsey summoned Arkansas' offensive unit together as if he, not Broyles, were the coach. Almost tearfully, he reminded the players that Texas was not double-covering Bobby Crockett; that he was wide open; that Brittenum could hit him if they blocked; that if the coverage was doubled up Jones could run outside; that this was the last chance. Then it began.
Brittenum instantly hit Crockett for 22 yards to the Arkansas 42. Crockett was the only receiver going out, just eight yards, then hooking or turning out, depending on how the Texas defender played him. Brittenum rolled out instead of sprinting ("Better for my throwing balance, Coach says," said Brittenum) and hit Crockett again for 13 yards to the Texas 40. Then he hit him for eight, and 11 and Arkansas was on the 22.
Brittenum, who played unspectacularly as a sophomore in 1963 and was red-shirted last year, then hit Crockett on the biggest pass of all. It was third down and four at the 15. Same play. Brittenum rolled out to the right, and Crockett angled out toward the right corner by the flag. He had his man beaten by a step, and Brittenum put the ball right at his fingertips. Crockett lunged, got it and crumpled out of bounds at the one. It was Brittenum's 10th completion in 19 attempts for 131 yards, and Crockett's eighth catch for 102 yards.
The play came from Tulsa, actually. "I don't mind saying we borrowed it," said Broyles. " Glenn Dobbs has done a great job, and they ran us ragged with this pattern. We've worked on it for three weeks, saving it for Texas."
Brittenum scored on the next play and Broyles was the happiest man in the Western world, which includes Arkansas, last Saturday night. He stood around clapping his hands in his living room and eating cheese dip. He gave his team two days off instead of one. And he could not stop talking.
"For the first time, the very first time," he said, "everybody in this state knew we were going to win. They didn't consider anything else. We were tight about Tuesday, but we loosened up. We weren't grim, even though this was the most pressure any Arkansas team ever faced. This was the first time we ever went into a game knowing we had a chance to be No. 1 if we won, although it was the fourth straight year Texas has been No. 1 in this game. Hey, you know what? John McKay taught me the I formation in the spring of 1964 and we haven't lost a game with it.
"I decided a long time ago, 1960, I'm sure, that we were never gonna beat Texas unless we could throw. Nobody is. Texas is great. They're a great team. Why, that comeback they made—fantastic courage. And they were injured, no doubt about it. Darrell's a great friend of mine, but we like to beat each other, and the one thing we said out there before the game, we talked about it, was what a great privilege it was for us to be in this position, playing a game this important. Great for both schools, both states and the Southwest Conference. But I honestly think we've a better team this year. If that last drive had failed for some reason, I would have felt the best team lost."