Recently I proclaimed that I believed I was becoming a LSU Tiger football fan. Of course, I made clear at the time I was still, primarily a Florida Gator and UL Ragin Cajun. So I know you will forgive me if I have a brighter smile and a happier attitude than my LSU Tiger friends.
I confess I didn’t watch the game yesterday. I was making a flower bed for my wife. I won’t deny that I listened to the last quarter while consuming a couple of cheese burgers at Judice Inn. I stopped breathing for the last two plays of the game when the Tigers couldn’t score. I won’t deny I nearly wrecked as I was headed home when the game ended. I am, after all, a fan.
I will be cheering loudly next weekend when the Tigers take on A and M. and in any bowl game they may play in. I know most of you won’t care about Florida/Florida State Saturday night, but it’s a huge one for me.
Admit it. Won’t you at least be silently hoping Florida pulls the upset of the year when we take on Alabama in the SEC championship game in two weeks? Come on. You can admit it.
So forgive me if:
- I wear orange and blue to church today and often for the next couple of weeks.
- I don’t ever erase the DVR recording of yesterday’s game or watch Sport Center all day.
- If I have a silly smile for quite a while.
I am, after all, a Gator first. Nobody’s perfect.