Showing posts with label gatortainer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gatortainer. Show all posts

Saturday, September 6, 2008

If at first you don't succeed ...



It's probably not worth doing.......
.........Homer Simpson.

I made this. For a fellow Gator friend. He painted the Gator above the mantel.

Whewwwwwww...we WON!!! Go Gators!

The Most Hostile Environment in all of College Football

Kirk Herbstreit, said it.
I've known it all along

The Swamp is:
"The Most Hostile Environment in all of College Football"

Yeah I knew that.

Now that that is cemented into College Football HDTV history, let the Gators Eat.
No one said they would be as hungry as the heathen crowd 90,000 strong that came to watch a feeding frenzy of unprecedented proportions.
I was on that bus back to Monty Trainers in Coral Gables when we last ate Ibus with roaring glee.
We beat them, them they went on to win the National championship. That was 35-23 on September 7, 1985. Damn that was a good night at the Old Orange bowl.
I am also very sure that very few watching the game realize the magnitude of the hatred between these two teams when there were yearly wars between two great traditions.
This could be a much closer than imagined contest.

Miami seems to realize it , they are playing with poise.

Wow. The Gators just stuffed a punt through the end zone for a safety,and Brandon James just brought one back for great field position with around fifty seconds before halftime and Urban Meyer is intense. Vincent Van Gator. talk about an intense MF.
But never forget, all you young gators that have never witnessed the carnage this game used to being played in, ........... Miami ........is intense too. Very Intense. Last year will not happen again to the Hurricanes.
Miami has never been a three touchdown underdog before. That's an insult to a great football tradition, especially against the The Gators, or even the Seminoles.
Just wish Holtz would keep his piehole shut. Can't stand the little fucker.

URBAN!!! Tell them to.......EAT!!
Shut up Lou, slogbberin'olmalignantfart.
Well here goes the second half.
End of the third and it looks OK.
...........but tradition has it that Miami owns the fourth quarter against the Gators.......
I have seen us implode, spontaneously combust, rollover and play dead. I have seen every possible way the Gators can loose against the famous fourth quarter Hurricanes.

Touchdown! Oh yeah! Florida 16 Miami 3
And again .............. now 23 - 3,
w o o o e yeeeaaahh ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

And we get the ball back again.
Jesus, a touchdown called back for too few men on the line.
Thats one Urban will not like.....they better score again and make him forget for a little while.

Saturday, August 30, 2008

Go Gators 08

Wow. Two thousand and eight. Tiebow.
Sitting in my double wide, about 5 miles west of I-75. about 10 west of Ben Hill Griffin Stadium. Tv tuned to the "The Gator Game" and Major Wright just intercepted a pass and took it back for 6. The score is 13- 0 Gators, and after a shaky first Quarter full of penalties and missed opportunities "The Gators" are pouring it on now.
More later I just had to make a new start at this blog, after all I am a permanent secret weapon and that will become more clear as time and vanity allow.
Got to watch the Slaughter in the Swamp now.

Unbelievable! No very believable and all you Gator Nay Sayers I bet you had a blast with the first quarter. Now I bet you are grinding your teeth after that 75 yard Brandon James punt return. Not unbelievable just impeccable. Just a perfect example of Gatornainment.
I said Gatortainment. I coined that word in the early 90's when I was involved with lots of Gator Goodies. True ask my buds.

Who is that guy? Rev. Chuck? Wizo? The Psychedelic Relic?

Boy glad nobody saw that.
Anyhow; Hlaf-Time. And it is starting to rain again. If you trace the bands back to their source in the weather pattern you find a character we know little of as of yet, Gustav. But my next concern is Hana. That is the one that looks like, it has some future relationship with Florida. Possibly a strong, intimate, drawn out one. Like Fay. The folks gripe but the Gators roar. All the rain is finally bringing some of the lakes in Alachua county back to a semblance of more than ponds. Some of the docks in the Eastern part of the county are ten feet high and 100 yards from the shore. That's a six or seven foot drop in lakes that are only fifteen feet deep. Lakes in which I once caught 10+ lb. Bass, now have 20 year old oaks growing in their centers.

Second half!
It was all Gators. I could hear the chomping from here.