Newton makes it hard for Gators to watch
Oct. 25, 2010It’s tough to tell if he meant to, but Urban Meyer may have accidentally given the perfect answer to a season-long question Monday.
It’s tough to tell if he meant to, but Urban Meyer may have accidentally given the perfect answer to a season-long question Monday.
There are certain matchups that stand the test of time — hard-fought battles that seep into the fabric of American culture and come to define the emotions of sport for generations of spectators.
You guys just don’t like getting rained on, do you?
Look at Florida’s “Keys to Success” chart, and you will only see one assignment for the offense: succeed in the red zone.
A Craigslist posting for a new UF offensive coordinator hit the internet Monday because current offensive coordinator Steve Addazio “is the suckiest suck that ever sucked,” according to one Facebook status immediately following the Mississippi State debacle Saturday.
Well, there’s really no other way to put it.
Fans aren’t the only ones stuck in Florida’s glory days.
We heard the news of Ole Miss’ new mascot and we couldn’t pass this game up.
Should Florida’s struggles be a surprise?
I know you want him back.
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During the fall, I probably watch somewhere between 10-15 hours of college and professional football every weekend.
Like several other aspects of this season, Florida’s loss last Saturday immediately drew comparisons to another moment in the Urban Meyer era.
In reality this game didn’t mean much, but its result sent one very clear message.
The talk of the week has been how Florida plans to contain Alabama’s superstar running back tandem of Mark Ingram, last year’s Heisman Trophy winner, and Trent Richardson, who sounds like a lock for the 2011 Heisman Trophy if you listen to those singing his praises.
The Red River Shootout has lost its luster, but that doesn’t matter to us here at the alligatorSports Brand Picks Column.
Before you start cleaning your grill and marinating your steak in preparation for Saturday’s showdown, take a step back.
Sitting in an Atlanta subway car last December, my senses were overwhelmed with orange and blue.
It probably struck in the middle of the night, some divine inspiration accompanied by angels and trumpets and a voice from on high.