This is great. Very Lewis Grizzard-like.
I love the cocktail party.
In more ways than one it’s the envy of the nation. It’s the core identity of both institutions, who are more similar than they’d ever admit.
We use it to mark the passage of time. Every year, at the peak of fall, as the time change darkens the last of summer, the Red and Black and Orange and Blue collide.
It’s tense, in a way no other game on either schedule really is. It’s hateful, in ways hard to describe. A 50/50 split, a wall of sound coming at you. And then “the moment”. Where the tension and angst gives way to a season defining party. One no celebration in a winter ridden NFL stadium could produce. One half pops bottles and crushes cans, and the other half heads for the exits. Here, there is no honor in defeat.
Countless stories, countless tales of ill fated interactions between the Bulldog and Gator faithful.
The victorious team jumps into their student section, and they head for the beaches. While the light of a successful season extinguishes for the loser.
It is, unequivocally, the most important game on the schedule. It is, the very essence of who we are. It is GEORGIA FLORIDA! And friends… it’s time once again!
