October 15, 2009


We are off for the weekend, starting tomorrow at lunchtime. We're taking the boys to Gator Homecoming, going to both Gator Growl and the game against Arkansas.

This will be the first time in 24 years that I've been in The Swamp. Let me be clear, this needs to be a crushing blow out victory for the Gators against Arkansas, because I'm not 20 anymore and I can't take a heart attack game.

How many games did I frickin' sit through where the Gators would be winning until the 4th quarter, and winning by a large spread, only to lose it or come close to losing it in the last minute of the game?

Yeah, my heart can't take that kind of stress anymore.

I found an old Gator sweatshirt from college (I went there for two years and then transferred to a smaller school) and found it fits my 12 year old. I have said often, I'm about the size of a 12 year old. He will be wearing it tomorrow night as it's supposed to be cold.

Well, cold by Florida standards.

We're off. Should be fun... we need to get out of this crazy frickin' town.


Posted by Boudicca at October 15, 2009 10:06 PM

I could never be a Gator fan, residing in Georgia, but I hope they kick the living crap out of Arkansas and their worthless excuse of a head coach, Bobby Petrino. As a matter of fact, I wish for them to never win another ballgame so long as that loser is coaching them. What he did to the Atlanta Falcons two years ago was beyond disgraceful. Fortunately, the Falcons were successful in a one-year housecleaning and got rid of the mess that the incompetent Petrino left behind.

As if you can't tell, that jackass makes me foam at the mouth. And I'm being polite here.

Posted by: diamond dave at October 16, 2009 12:52 AM

Ha. You will be 30 minutes from my house!

Posted by: Carmen at October 16, 2009 08:12 AM

Bet you don't need a stress test this year.

Posted by: jon spencer at October 17, 2009 06:09 PM