I'm putting this up early 'cause I'm really not entirely sure I can even WATCH another one of these.
I mean it: For the first time that I can remember, I can, but may NOT watch a Gator game. Even more unprecedented for me, I honestly DON'T CARE if we win or lose a game. My deep-seated, in-built automatic will-to-win, completely support and cheer for this team is by now completely balanced by my fervent hopes regarding WHATEVER might contribute to this Head Coach's sooner exit-from-the-scene. At this point, I am more interested in scenarios that might hasten that end and, say for example, get Roper in there as "Interim Coach", installing Treon at starting QB and getting him game-experience as he brings him along, than I am in even watching another of these nightmarish "exercises in repetitive frustration" that fall Saturdays have become for us Gator fans.
Another week of "Muschamp Says Driskel Will Start" and "Jeff Driskel Ignoring Criticism" leading up to ANOTHER debacle, another horrible-to-witness, we-do-EVERYTHING-to-lose performance--and that's the one thing we're learning to do, the only thing we seem to be "improving" at: Actually finding ways to LOSE.
I know. "Through all kinds of weather". "Our team, no matter what." BUT: AM I WRONG?
Someone else may have to pick up the ball, run with it here...I may well be able ONLY to participate from an ultra-cynical, "Here we go again..." bummer-of-an-attitude that you may all well able to do without, anyway. At this point, getting sucked back into some by-habit in-game pattern-of-support is likely only to set me up for ever greater pain, frustration, outrage--and I'm at my limit there already.
I better at least get out of HERE: My desk/"work station" is by a window...I may not jump myself(and truth be told, it ain't that far to the back deck from here), my big screen TOO "big" and far away to manage--but my Mac could go, suddenly and EASILY (depending on the heave, that'd be onto cement, or into the pool)--and "What Muschamp Has Accomplished" just isn't WORTH that.
And that's how I see it now, how I've somewhat removed myself emotionally from much of "the ache": More and more now I see, FEEL what we see out there NOT as "our Gators" as much as "the mess this blind fool has wrought". It dulls the pain, pushes it away--and will be gone the moment HE is!
I mean it: For the first time that I can remember, I can, but may NOT watch a Gator game. Even more unprecedented for me, I honestly DON'T CARE if we win or lose a game. My deep-seated, in-built automatic will-to-win, completely support and cheer for this team is by now completely balanced by my fervent hopes regarding WHATEVER might contribute to this Head Coach's sooner exit-from-the-scene. At this point, I am more interested in scenarios that might hasten that end and, say for example, get Roper in there as "Interim Coach", installing Treon at starting QB and getting him game-experience as he brings him along, than I am in even watching another of these nightmarish "exercises in repetitive frustration" that fall Saturdays have become for us Gator fans.
Another week of "Muschamp Says Driskel Will Start" and "Jeff Driskel Ignoring Criticism" leading up to ANOTHER debacle, another horrible-to-witness, we-do-EVERYTHING-to-lose performance--and that's the one thing we're learning to do, the only thing we seem to be "improving" at: Actually finding ways to LOSE.
I know. "Through all kinds of weather". "Our team, no matter what." BUT: AM I WRONG?
Someone else may have to pick up the ball, run with it here...I may well be able ONLY to participate from an ultra-cynical, "Here we go again..." bummer-of-an-attitude that you may all well able to do without, anyway. At this point, getting sucked back into some by-habit in-game pattern-of-support is likely only to set me up for ever greater pain, frustration, outrage--and I'm at my limit there already.
I better at least get out of HERE: My desk/"work station" is by a window...I may not jump myself(and truth be told, it ain't that far to the back deck from here), my big screen TOO "big" and far away to manage--but my Mac could go, suddenly and EASILY (depending on the heave, that'd be onto cement, or into the pool)--and "What Muschamp Has Accomplished" just isn't WORTH that.
And that's how I see it now, how I've somewhat removed myself emotionally from much of "the ache": More and more now I see, FEEL what we see out there NOT as "our Gators" as much as "the mess this blind fool has wrought". It dulls the pain, pushes it away--and will be gone the moment HE is!