Dear Lord, sweet, Baby Jesus, for so long you have shined your Light on the Florida Gators. Lately, I see what you have done for others (i.e. Bama in the Iron Bowl - holy cow!- UGA going for a three-peat, Nulls). Have The forsaken us? Does the sun not shine on the Gators no more? If it is thy infinite will to strike down our coach in order to smite our enemies, we beseech you. Hear us, dear sweet Baby Jesus, our laments and sufferings, and forgive us our sins of arrogance and Aaron Hernandez. Bring us back to the Glory days of Saint Tim Tebow and the weekly Bible-Study BBQ's at Urban's house. For thine is the power and glory, forever and ever. AMEN.