I woke up at 8:30 am coughing up a lung, I'm clearly not over the flu yet. I removed myself to my armchair accompanied by pillows and duvet and breakfasted on potato chips while watching the first Gator game of the season.
To be frank, it stunk. Our defense was really good - especially considering all the time they spent on the field - but our offense...the less said about it the better. I sincerely hope the offensive staff figures out what they're doing pronto. And the team does fumble drills until they can hold a greased football in their sleep.
We did win, 34-12, but we only did that "well" due to several serious issues on the part of Miami (OH) and one of our touchdowns was entirely good luck and not good management.
But we won. It's a W. I must keep reminding myself of this fact, and hope we stomp USF next weekend to get some confidence going into the Tennessee game. I don't know if Dooley Jr is anything like Dooley Sr, but if he is, we need to crush him without mercy.
Watched a bunch of other games too, really liked the UNC-LSU game, really wish UNC had pulled out the win, but they did a fantastic job considering they were without nearly all of their starters.
I feel so tired. Been feeling sick on and off all day, had a serious stomach cramp at 4 pm, and had to take Tylenol before I could sit or stand without being nauseated. Let's hope tomorrow is a better day.
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