I have been a College Football fan longer than most. My first memory of the game was a big 1980 clash between Miami and Virginia Tech (more on that next week when those two rivals meet) but by 1982, I was a full fledged junkie, even though I was only 8. In September of 1982, I broke into tears when my mother told me the NFL was on strike and my only recourse was to obsess over "Saturday football" as I called it then. I was already a big University of Miami fan but I decided I would rout for Florida and Florida State as well. While the Canes and Noles of the early 1980s were always fun to watch and featured exciting offenses the Gators were a bore and usually underperformed.
My first memory of the annual cocktail party held in Jacksonville wasn't pleasant. Herschel Walker, the best player of his generation ripped the hapless Gator defense en route to 44-0 Dawg win. The next year, I assumed Florida was really good because they had beaten Miami, the eventual national champs who by this point in the season looked like world beaters in the opening game. The Gators for their part started 7-0 but then dropped a critical game @ Auburn and needed the game against the Dawgs to keep alive the dream of a first SEC Championship. After the Gators lost again to the Dawgs, I remembered hearing on the radio that the Gators would never win the SEC if they couldn't win with the team they had 1983.
A year later the Gators lost the opening game to Miami (a thriller at Tampa Stadium which was ironically the first college football game ever broadcast live on ESPN) but ran the table entering the game with Georgia. The NCAA however had dropped a hammer on the Florida program and the Gators were ineligible for the postseason. It didn't matter this day however because the Gators shutout the Dawgs and the Florida fans stormed the Gator Bowl field. I recall being so proud that day, but the thrill was short lived as a few months later the first ever SEC crown for Florida was vacated as the SEC Presidents voted 6-4 to strip Florida of the title. Only Bama, and the two Mississippi schools voted with UF.In 1985, the Gators beat Auburn and for the first time in school history became ranked #1 in the nation. (From the final poll in 1983 until 1997 a school from the state of Florida would be ranked #1 at some point during every season) But much like Miami the year before who laid an egg in Ann Arbor against Michigan after becoming #1, the Gators were smoked by the Dawgs. The 24-3 game was not televised because of Florida's probation, but I can just recall wondering how the Gators could get destroyed when clearly they were the best team in the nation.
While the Gators beat the Dawgs in 1986, nobody could see the game on TV once again. Entering 1987, the Gators were finally off probation, and hopes were high. But the Gators were killed by Miami to open the season and then lost to LSU and Auburn in poor style. Then came the Cocktail Party. The Gators were trounced by the Dawgs 23-3 and the game wasn't that close. I remember the game being on TBS, and thinking that the announcers must be biased because the network was from Atlanta. The next year the Gators again were destroyed by the Dawgs. That year the Gators had started 5-0 (largely because Miami had been dropped from the schedule, and Tennessee wasn't on the schedule regularly yet) but then lost to Memphis for homecoming and was routed at Vanderbilt. All I can recall of this Georgia game was that it was on TBS again and it was another rout. 1989 was more of the same. The Gators were an SEC joke.
Enter Steve Spurrier. The old ball coach had been a Heisman Trophy winner at Florida, the one of the few genuine heroes Gator football had before the 1980s. As a player, Spurrier had a combined 1-5 record against UF's two biggest rivals at the time, Georgia and Miami. Since Miami and Florida had moved in different directions during the 1980s with the Canes moving towards conference affiliations with the Big East and then the ACC and non conference games based on the program being of a high national stature and needing to be on TV every week,(to satisfy CBS and ABC's desire to get as many Miami games as possible on TV) while Florida was struggling, the series was ended. Thus, Spurrier had to exercise all his anger at Georgia.In High School I spent a lot of time at debate tournaments. Sadly in 1990 the day of the Florida-Georgia game I was at North Miami Beach High School trying desperately to get a score. 38-7 someone said.....I thought, okay Spurrier needs more time, it's just more of the same for now. 38-7 Gators! Wow, I thought, Spurrier really is the greatest! That afternoon I reached the semifinals of the tournament but could not concentrate. Had the Gators really smashed Georgia, I kept thinking? I ran home afterwards to see the highlights.Thus began the worst era of Georgia football, the Ray Goff/Jim Donnan era. The next year the Gators bombed the Dawgs again, 45-13 and in 1992 my first year at UF, the Gators won 26-24 despite having a clearly inferior team. Then in 1993, the Gators won in what seemed like a Hurricane thanks to a dropped pass in the end zone. Georgia QB Eric Zeier was nothing short of awesome in the game despite the lack of talent around him. That day Zeier became one of my all time favorites even though he played for the Dawgs. Around that time I finished a book written by Cale Conely, a UGA grad called War Between the States. That book summed up the rivalry better than anyone before or since ever could.
The game in 1994 was perhaps the most special. For the first time the game was being played at Florida Field. Georgia wasn't very good and the night was stormy but that did not dampen the mood. (Nor did a UF loss to Auburn in the previous game) What a show, the Gators put on. Freshmen WRs Ike Hilliard and Reidel Anthony put on a show as the Gators walloped the Dawgs 52-14. The next year in Athens, the Gators won 51-10 and Coach Spurrier was accused of running up the score. The 1996 game which was a return to Jacksonville, I quite frankly do not remember.
The 1997 game was particularly painful. My friend Gregg and I watched the game together and assumed it would be another easy win. But a UGA team featuring Hines Ward and Robert Edwards was tough to stop, and the Gators shuffling of 3 QBs (Doug Johnson, Noah Brindise and Jesse Palmer) didn't help. 1998 and 1999 were returns to form for the decade as the Gators won easily. In 2000, I had to play hooky from the Al Gore Campaign office to watch the game and I saw the Gators come from behind to beat Quincy Carter and the Dawgs. The next year would be Steve Spurrier's last at UF and he beat the Dawgs again, to finish 11-1 against them as UF Head Coach.
The following year the Gators were struggling at 5-3, having barely beaten Auburn after being pounded by Miami and LSU at home, along with a close loss to Ole Miss. Georgia on the other hand was unbeaten and ranked #2 behind Miami in the BCS poll. New Florida coach Ron Zook was the subject of ridicule throughout the nation and one assumed the Dawgs would smash the Gators. In what was perhaps the most improbable result of the season, the Gators completely shut down the eventual SEC Champs, handing them their only loss of the season and sending Dawg fans into a frenzy against Coach Marc Richt's offense. The next year, another 3 loss Florida team beat a highly ranked Georgia team and the ungrateful Dawg fans intensified their dislike of Coach Richt. While a lame duck Ron Zook lost to the Dawgs in 2004, his team gave a great effort, a sign of how hard they would play for him down the stretch of the season. Last year's game in which Georgia QB DJ Shockley was missed due to injury was a snoozer but the Gators won 14-10 against the eventual SEC champs.
The Florida-Georgia game is special. It's one of the few annual contests still played in neutral site, and perhaps the only one where record don't matter. The game is as intense as always and even if younger Gator fans don't appreciate the rivalry the way they should, beating Georgia is always special to the majority of the Gator nation.
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Through the Years With the Cocktail Party
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I've had some great memories at the Florida-Georgia game.
My favorite game was the 2004 game where Georgia finally snapped their 6 game losing streak and beat Florida 31-24.
I'm a big Bulldog fan and graduated from Athens in 2002. I drove down from Buckhead with some friends and the best part of the game was when we got to our seats and I sat next to this really cute brunnette Gator fan. She was about 5'2" with blue eyes and a great body and was wearing really tight jeans that showed off her legs and mini-Gator shirt with a white sweater underneath.
At first, I was still a little drunk from the tailgate and I was cursing up a storm in the first half. This was the game we had to win with our great team and UF pathetically struggling with Ron Zook.
So we got to talking as I sobered up around halftime and really hit it off. In the 2nd half instead of her talking to her friends, she was flirting with me as she kept lightly hitting me and elbowing me everytime the Gators screwed up.
As the game neared the end, she asked what I was doing after the game. She suggested I go back with her, get dinner and hang out if I didn't have to get back to Buckhead. Well I was staying with my friends at the Courtyard, so I'm thinking forget them and whatever you want to do I'm up for.
Well, needless to say my friends told me I should go to the bathroom to rub one out like Ben Stiller in Something About Mary. Seriously, this Gator girl was turning me on and was really hot. But the thought of getting caught publically masterbating at Alltel Stadium would've been a story I could never live down.
So I go back with her friends and they drop us off at her place and it was on from there. But this girl was freaky and it scared me.
She ripped off my clothes before the door shut and was all over me. I liked it and was getting hard from the get go. She tells me to get in the bathroom and wants to give me a special Gator play. Well believe it or not she wanted to take a Chris "Leak" on me. She said it it won't be sick, we can shower together right after but that giving a guy a Golden Shower gets her so hot at such an orgasmic level that it would be the best sex I'd ever have in my life.
Well, the day was going great and I said I'm game. Thank goodness it was only pea and she didn't have the Mexican at Alltel cause if she took a shit on my chest I would've died. Thankfully the golden shower was quick and not so smelly.
We got in the shower and she jerked me off immediately and I came all over he nice titties. We then toweled off and went at it all over her house for the next three hours.
All I had to say at the end of the night was, "How bout dem' Bull DAWGS!!"
Speaking of the UF-UGA rivalry, I had a "cocktail" party too. At last year's game, some bulldog fan gave me a reach-a-round while i was standing in line for my hotdog and coke. Even though I was wearing my Go-Gators tighty-whitey pantees, he still managed to grab the majority of my member and a small percentage of my left nut.
Bulldog Fan,
I love the story. But with your UGA education I'm not surprised you don't know how to spell pee.
Sante Fe Alum,
Are you talking about the stadium "Swamp" or the restaurant/bar "Swamp"?
The reason I ask is outside the restaurant Swamp on University I met this girl who fits that description. She was about 5'4" 185 lbs and her name was Christine.
I would really like to know because she gave me Hepatitis B.
Did you give it to her first?
Gators-Dawgs is not the best rivalry around. That goes to Texas & Oklahoma.
My husband is a huge Gator fan. He went to school there in 1990 and tries to go back to a couple games a year. Georgia is a must go to game on that list.
I've joined him on a couple occasions and the partying is crazy. We usually take our parents RV up and get there real early Friday afternoon.
In 1998, I woke up and my hubby was really quite energetic. We started making love and we're in the doggy position and all of a sudden he's like yelling at me saying "Who's the Boss, Who's the Boss, Who's the BOSS!!" I look back at him all startled and then he just punches me right in the face.
As I start to tear up and think he's gone crazy, he yells out Tony Danza, Bitch!!
This is some of the funniest stuff I've seen on here.
WHAT IS THIS BLOG COMING TO?
Boy oh boy is Kartik going to be pissed. I sure hope he doesnt let this perverted posting continue... however I do have a few pics of Georgia girls going down on the Florida hog.... just kidding
Anyone need GT-Miami tickets?
I may have a pair.
My new license plate is GAMYBCH
GeorgiA MY BitCH
Or maybe UFOWNGA
UF OWNs GA
Hey Romie...how much for the GT-Miami tickets?
I be thinking that the biggest rivalry is FAU - Arkansas State because I can only afford those tickets with my salary as jizzmopper at Bob's Adult Videos.
hey worried anonymous,
First off, I don't have Hep B... I have Hep C. I don't remember that chick's name. She was 5'4" and a rather round gal. If her breath smelled like doody, it must've been her though.
i'm going to the gators-dawg's game this w/e and i'm pumped. It's my first time. Do any of y'all know if the security is tight there, b/c I plan on dressing drag, sneaking into the girls bathroom, and installing an internet cam, so I can get a close-up of all those fine ladies peeing for my website. I just dropped the price down to $4.99 a month if y'all are interested. www.peepeebabes.com.
Can I advertise a banner ad on this blog?
I was at UF a bit before you began to pay attention to the WLOCP -- I remember a lot of long drives back from JAX after the Dawgs handed it to us once again.
I would disagree with you that Fla's two biggest rivals were Geogia and Miami -- I can't remember anyone getting to excited about the Canes; Auburn was a more hated rival, and even the Noles were a big game by that time.
hey big bad dawg!! it's your brother, gatormaniac!! dad was supposed to keep that a secret. Dad's anal invasion only got me a 1985 yugo, by the way. I wouldn't let him "make the deposit" in there, for the upgraded 1988 Daihatsu.
Matt,
You want the tickets... face value plus the cost of some import beer.
I'll have them in hand tomorrow evening. Problem is, they will only be available for pick up in the ATL area.
I'll check back here tomorrow (Friday) morning for your answer.
Hey Romie,
You must be a racist since you didn't honor the first come first serve. I ain't gonna give you no chitlins.
"Momma's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin', momma's little baby loves shortnin' bread"
yeah.. that's right po aunt jemimah, we should've gotten dibs on those GT/UM tickets with the first come first serve rule. Like when I came first in the ticketmaster guy's mouth and he served me front row tickets to the Backdoor Boys concert at the O-dome.
Ooooh yeah, now you talkin' Uncle Jemimah. Dat Backside Boyz concert was fo shizzle. I remember that jiz...mis it a bunch. Only thing I do now is eat the Alabama Black Snake.
Don't make fun of the BackStreet Boys. First of all, I met the love of my life there. We were sitting in the 4th row and they were singing "I Want it That Way" and me and my lover just kissed.
Now the funny thing is, nobody knew I was gay at the time. But Justin said the worst part of the story is that I liked the BackStreet Boys. That's why he broke up NSync.
Lance,
That's not why we broke up. It was when JC caught me blowing you in the back of the concert bus. He was so upset he took out his frustration on Chris and they had a brawl.
Believe it or not my husband has been involved with the Florida program in the past. Once as a player and another time as a coach.
We were celebrating the 1994 victory with the team, when my husband, Steve said lets go home relax and on Sunday play golf.
Well I was so surprised Sunday morning when Steve, instead of driving to the golf course, took me to this 5 star all inclusive resort.
However, I was feeling a little self-conscious since I didn't fully shave my vaginal region. I love getting full body massages but hate getting waxed in that area. Now I wasn't growing a bush but I like to keep it nice and tight if you know what I mean, ladies.
So with Steve getting a massage by the Sun, the best asian lady money can buy, I was going to be handled by Antonio, the spanish god.
His body was to die for and his hands were so strong I started to get a little wet just at the thought of what he could do to me. It started off slowly and I was fully relaxed. As he went to rub my neck he brushed by my side and I felt he was getting a little excited.
I thought with Steve in such a good mood after such a big win, he wouldn't mind if I experienced Antonio's manhood inside me.
That was until I heard Steve in the next room let our this roar of "Oh my God!! Oh my God!!"
He kept repeating this and since Antonio wasn't inside me yet, I felt I had to see what was going on.
So I see this Asian lady was riding my husband like it was the home stretch of the Kentucky Derby. That I felt was ok since we like to swing but the sick part where I almost lost my lunch was Steve was taking it in the rear by a man in a Bulldog helmet.
I said what the fuck is going on? Who is this? Who is this fucking you?
Then I got the shock of my life, he said "The boss". I said Bruce? Bruce Springsteen? He said "No Bitch, I'm Tony Danza."
Needless to say our marriage has never been the same.
The Florida-Georgia game always brings out the drunkest hillbilly inbred fucks around. Yes, I'm talking about those farm bred Bulldog fans. You know the ones I'm talking about.
It's 1992 and I'm tailgating in the parking lot. I had to pee really bad and I went to use the Port-O-Potty. I close the door and I hear giggle and rustling outside. I'm pissing and I can't stop but I turn around and end up pissing all over my shorts.
So I untuck my shirt to cover my shorts and when I pull the handle to get out I can't open it. Then I hear them chant, "Gators suck shit" and all of a sudden the potty starts shaking back and forth. I've never been so scared in my life. It swayed about 10 times before stopping and thankfully nothing came up. I'm screaming, "Let me out, let me OUT!!!" But there was silence. Stark silence for about 20 seconds.
Then, all of a sudden I heard a chain and a truck engine. The next thing I know I'm face first into the back wall and the Port-O-Potty starts moving. I was so frantic, I'm was thinking this was a nice joke but now I could get seriously hurt.
All of a sudden I hear the brakes stop and I slam into the other side and simultaneously all the mometum of the shitter slams into the back of the truck and we must've jumped five feet in the air, as we flipped sideways to land on our side.
Needless to say I was all covered in shit. I hear the door unlock, so I open it, raging mad and everybody is laughing.
I was having the biggest roid rage as I'd ever been in my entire life. I run to the driver's of the truck and rub my smelly shit filled hand on his window. He was shocked.
He got out of the car and we went at it. I swung first and gave him the best shit smelling right hook in my life. He took it and fell backwards stumbling to fall on his butt.
Then from behind I was tackled to the ground. As I'm on the ground I was positioning myself to give my attacker a smelly hand to the face, nose and eyes as I tried to protect my head from getting punched. That's when I started to get kicked from all directions.
After about ten seconds, I blanked out. I don't know when it was but I woke up in the ambulance on the way to the hospital. I got the shit kicked in me and out of me.
Why this happened, I don't know? But I tell you this, I'm never going to another Florida-Georgia Volleyball game.
Since we're blogging about the Big Cocktail party coming up... I feel that I should share a very personal and special story with you. I am a person who feels he should give rather than receive, as my penis has friction burns and my anus needs a little luvin.... u know that i'm sayin?
So, it's 2001, and the game is over. I've planned this for one whole year. As the teams are shaking hands and saying their prayers, I put my UGA athletic trainer's uniform on (that I stole from the laundry room), and somehow snuck onto the field. I maneuvered my way through the crowd and made my way along the Bulldog sideline....and there it was (what I've been yearning for, what I've been scheming for). The little brown turd that Uga the bulldog left on the field.
I was so excited... I beat the cleaning crew!!! So, I dropped my cap.. and "pretended" to pick it up.. however, while I was down there, I scooped up the poop and ate it. I was very impressed with the consistency of the fecal matter: the veterinary staff does feed this animal high quality food.
So, I'm chewing and chewing, savoring every bite... this is SO the opposite of the scene in American Wedding when Stiffler eats the dog poo. I am actually getting aroused. Now I'm walking around the field with a Woodrow.
It was at that moment that I realized I required different fuel sources than the average male. Since then, I have traveled across the country trying the same tactic at Colorado (i hear buffalo turds are an absolute finger licking good delicacy), OU and Texas. However, I was unable to get onto the field.
That cocktail party was my only shot at true happiness, as I have never tasted a turd as delicious as little Uga's. I even bought a bulldog and named him Uga... I snack here and there with my little baby's ca-ca, but it's just not the same.
hey anonymous... do you actually eat dog turds?????? That's so freakin'.............HOT! I could just package you up and eat you. We have got to get together.
Whoever thought that this blog would be a matchmaking service?!?
okay.. now y'all got me going here. I was NOT practicing my punting to get it above a 15.5 yard per punt avg, when I saw you were chatting about eating shit.
I'd like to bring the topic around with the love of my life: female piss.
There's got to be some dawg fan or gator fans who want to subscribe to my site: www.peepeebabes.com. If you mention this blog, I will discount the monthly rate to $3.99 a month for unlimited access to fine ladies spreadin' it wide and pissing like a racehorse. Isn't that hot!!!
Kartik,
I am offended that you have quelled free speech. I know there are a few bad apples, but if you don't like it, just don't read it. The Lord will take care of those when they meet their maker.
God Bless
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