Alright everyone, don’t bombard him with palm tree complaints yet, he just got here.
He wouldn’t understand it anyway.
What about bathroom doors?
Too soon?
Great informative post …especially for us OOTC !
I love the signage on the overhead bridge on each end of the weight rack. Carwash anyone ? The best facilities in the nation !
Let’s Go Coogs !
They don’t have to be giant Palm trees like the Rose Bowl, just start with baby Palm trees and let us grow.
We really went all in on the Death Star look.
I’m gonna start filling my pockets with palm tree seeds, and walk around the stadium pregame, dropping as many as I can all around.
Just call me Timmy Palmtreeseed.
Alternatively, there are plenty of Sago Palms available around town… hell, I’ve seen them growing out of storm inlets on the street.
The athletics department should be preparing to put out a you tube that takes viewers throughout the facility. I don’t think still shots do it justice. Houston fans should be posting the video everywhere. Sometimes it’s necessary to brag on yourself and create your own buzz.
Or design an AI skin for watching games on tv that adds in the palm trees.
Timmy Palmtreeseed: Keeper of the Tropics
Wandering barefoot under sun-kissed skies, Timmy Palmtreeseed is a mythic figure of warm coasts and breezy legends. Armed with nothing but a weathered staff and a sack overflowing with coconut and palm saplings, Timmy’s mission is simple: to green the world, one frond at a time.
His most memorable mainland mission? Turning the concrete jungle around Houston’s TDECU Stadium into a sun-drenched oasis. Local students watched in awe as Timmy gently planted rows of young palm trees along the stadium walkways—no equipment, no crew, just pure palm-powered determination. Some say he arrived at dawn, riding a gust of Gulf breeze, his pot-hat catching the first glint of morning light.
To Timmy, the stadium wasn’t just a venue—it was a canvas. Each sapling was placed with intent, offering shade for future fans, charm for the campus, and a whisper of the tropics in the heart of Texas. Every tree he planted came with a quiet story: the sapling that curved just right in the wind, the one he named “Frondzilla,” or the twin palms that now lean toward each other like old teammates.
And while the games roar on and the crowds cheer, the palms quietly grow—living proof that paradise can sprout anywhere a dreamer with dirty feet dares to plant it.
I am fully embracing AI.
They have to be… I bet they’ve already set something up with the guys that did this video too.
Dude that is BAD ASS!
Damn Straight!
It’s a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World.