The greatest thing about college tackle football is, as a fan, no matter how gutted you feel when your school loses, you cannot get mad at the players. CAN NOT do it...They're kids. Kids are going to mess up! You don't get mad at them, you pick 'em up, dust 'em off, and tell 'em, "It's not whether you win or lose, son, it's how you play the game." They're also not pros, they don't get paid to play. They give it their all for love of the game, love of you, love of the school. CAN NOT get mad. And people really don't. It makes you feel good as a FAN that you can't get angry.
That philosophical preface is to today's Florida-Tennessee game. Tied 20-20, half a dozen seconds left on the clock...until overtime, Florida with the ball at their own 35 yard line. Sixty-five yards from the end zone.
From the end zone where this play ended, the Florida QB a blue speck on the fucking meadow of green grass between him and the UF receiver.
Florida's quarterback, flushed out of his pocket about to throw a "Hail Mary" pass. (Now, everyone in the fucking stadium knows that that is what is coming. All ya gotta do white shirts (DO NOT GET MAD) is not let one of those little blue guys get behind you, K?)
Florida QB getting crunched as he lets the ball fly.
Right into the UF receiver's hands.
"Son, didn't I tell ya..." Stop. Can't get mad.
