Here at the Alligator, we just can't wait for the weekend. We know it's only Tuesday, but hear us out. It might only be the second day of fall, but that means that we're four days away from the first Gators football game of the year, and nothing reminds us more of summer than sweaty fun in the Swamp.
However, we all know what sometimes comes with weekly football ruckus. There is always some lightweight who has to leave the game early because the heat has sucked the last drop of water from his body, and the humidity is attempting to relocate his stomach onto the game-day dress of the girl in front of him.
Up until recently, even we thought an alcohol-induced trip to Shands at UF would lead to academic consequences, or worse, a call to our parents.
So we're happy to help Jeanna Mastrodicasa, assistant vice president for student affairs, put an end to those rumors.
To the few out there who are proud to call themselves "That Guy" or "That Girl," don't let your overly ambitious livers be outdone by your sheepish stomachs. Once your friends carry you home from the Swamp and toss you onto the couch to pass out in the fetal position, you can rest assured knowing that UF will not punish you if you're admitted to Shands to have your stomach pumped.
Okay, seriously, nobody loves a sloppy Gator and no one likes "That Guy," so be prepared to feel guilty when you stumble back to life, but don't worry that anyone has called Mommy.
