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See, this is why I feel like we could actually be friends.
Yeah listening to those two clowns in the booth was one of the best parts. They were dying.Griese was anti gator in the booth
Best part about watching SOS is calling plays is that he just stares, then decides on a play, then tells a player who runs it in.
No headphones, no debate among several people, armbands with plays, no giant play charts, down and distance charts etc. He just looked at what the D was doing and called the play.
Yeah listening to those two clowns in the booth was one of the best parts. They were dying.
SOS understands the flow of the game better than any coach I’ve ever seen - 2, 3, 4 steps ahead of the opposing sideline. Understands when to go for the throat, when to call a fake, when to zig when they’re expecting him to zag.
And as you mentioned, had all that knowledge crammed under his visor - the antithesis of kiffy and his 3’ x 5’ laminated color-by-numbers, play-calling-for-dummies guide. Truly the evil genius and so glad he’s a Gator!
I Was born a gator, went to 40-50 games by the time i was ten, but i didnt understand the heartbreak and passion til 96. I’ll never forget being in Fort Pierce at my grandfathers condo. My grandfather started it all by listening to gator games on the radio in the 30’s and 40’s. Anyways, i knew it was big, but seeing their hearts break during that FSU game in tally really pushed it over the top for me. You could see how they knew this was our one shot to win it all and we blew it. Obviously the cards fell into place for us after that. But it took up til that game for me to see how a loss could really wreck someone. Being in New Orleans for the rematch was the greatest gator experience of my life. Gator fans were littered everywhere and the stadium was like 60-40 gators. We blistered them from the fourth quarter till hours after the game. Broken tomahawk chants in the fourth i swear 40,000 gator fans did it in unison. I wish i was old enough to talk trash at the time i probably would have gotten into a fight knowing myself now.People probably forget that up until the Nebraska game, it was almost inconceivable that we would ever be in a national championship game, let alone win one. Getting an SEC title was a huge step, we'd NEVER gotten one (other than the one stripped from us), until Spurrier showed up on campus. That made this game nothing short of an amazing experience. I made the trip with my dad and some of my insane friends. I think he was a little surprised to see the miscreants I was running with at the time, but he joined right in on all the fun. When he was at Florida his Freshman year, they had a 13 game losing streak. He used to tell a story about how when they beat NC state, (then ranked 18th in the country) to break the losing streak, they built a huge bonfire on campus of everything they could find. When the fire department showed up to put it out, the students stole the axes from their truck and started cutting up the hoses. My dad went through a lot of miserable seasons. His experience of watching the Gators win a national title must've been as surreal as mine was.
One funny memory I had of the experience was walking to the game down Poydras from the hotel with a whole bunch of fans. There was a traffic cop at every intersection, with a whistle, and there were many intersections. We noticed almost immediately that when we'd get to the intersection, the cop would hold his/her hand up to direct traffic and blow eight short bursts on the whistle to let the cars past. It was exactly like the "Mister Two Bits" whistle burst. So every single intersection we got to we all got down low with our arms out, waited for the whistle and shouted "Two Bits" to start the cheer. Everyone caught on and started doing it the whole way there. The cops were a little confused by it but they all chuckled at the spectacle. What a great game full of great memories.
Haha same about 06. My entire family watched the game in 4 seperate rooms. Couldnt stand to be near each other. My bedroom somehow had a 4 second head stsrt on my parents who were in the bedroom and florida room. So i was constantly going nuts before they saw the ball snap. I was a wreck though early on especially when Ginn took that kickoff backIn 97 I knew we would beat FSU. I had confidence in SOS to counter what they did in Tally and figured a different officiating crew would throw some flags for late hits.
But the OSU game.....I was nervous. I had heard from the local ESPN guy on the radio here in Hampton roads how we didn't even deserve to get off the bus in the same state as OSU and how Harvin was a thug blah, blah, blah so I stayed bunched up on the sofa full of anxiety and didn't drink a drop. I knew it was over when Everett sacked Smith without his helmet.
The next day I called that fat bastard at the local sports show to give him grief and he hung up on me. I kept my "Honk if you sacked Troy Smith" bumper sticker with the Gator logo on my Grand Cherokee for a year. Lots of people honked.
See, this is why I feel like we could actually be friends.
I Was born a gator, went to 40-50 games by the time i was ten, but i didnt understand the heartbreak and passion til 96. I’ll never forget being in Fort Pierce at my grandfathers condo. My grandfather started it all by listening to gator games on the radio in the 30’s and 40’s. Anyways, i knew it was big, but seeing their hearts break during that FSU game in tally really pushed it over the top for me. You could see how they knew this was our one shot to win it all and we blew it. Obviously the cards fell into place for us after that. But it took up til that game for me to see how a loss could really wreck someone. Being in New Orleans for the rematch was the greatest gator experience of my life. Gator fans were littered everywhere and the stadium was like 60-40 gators. We blistered them from the fourth quarter till hours after the game. Broken tomahawk chants in the fourth i swear 40,000 gator fans did it in unison. I wish i was old enough to talk trash at the time i probably would have gotten into a fight knowing myself now.
It was 96. I was definitely wearing JncosYes... BUT.... where you wearing skinny jeans? Because the current version of "you" must know how hard it is to freely move in skinny jeans... You might've been beaten to a pulp...
LOL.... In which case you could have applied Bruce Lee quality kung fu on their azzes... There's plenty of leg room in those "britches".It was 96. I was definitely wearing Jncos