By coincidence, I shared an apt with a UF guy while living in Seattle. After moving back East, I met more of his fellow alums and have stayed good friends with them for years.
We all got together for the 06 game here in Neyland and sat in the UF section. UT lost a tight one 20-21. Anyway, during the game some guy behind me was dropping f-bombs and a Gator fan a few rows down turned around, saw my orange shirt and must have just figured it had to be me since ALL UF fans are soooo classy. Ironically, he was so offended by the vulgarity that he started dropping a few himself and making threats along with his buddies. At one point, I invited them up to my row to discuss further. As far as they could see, it was just me and another Gator fan so they figured 3-2 odds were looking pretty good. They were clearing a path our direction when our 3rd buddy returned from the crapper. The one that just happened to play D line for UF under Spurrier. He was 2nd string but the guy was/is still a a very large man. He politely asked if any of them wanted his mullet caved in by his SEC championship ring (which was larger than a fun-sized Snickers.) As soon as he started to stand up, they turned around, sat down, and shut up until they slinked out of there 10 mins later. Just to show they weren't scared, they did lob a few last threats but only when they were right by the exit and able to make a quick retreat if needed.
The moral of the story......it doesn't matter who you go to a game with as long as they're your friends. Secondly, it helps if that friend is a 6'5" 265 former player of the opposing team.
We all got together for the 06 game here in Neyland and sat in the UF section. UT lost a tight one 20-21. Anyway, during the game some guy behind me was dropping f-bombs and a Gator fan a few rows down turned around, saw my orange shirt and must have just figured it had to be me since ALL UF fans are soooo classy. Ironically, he was so offended by the vulgarity that he started dropping a few himself and making threats along with his buddies. At one point, I invited them up to my row to discuss further. As far as they could see, it was just me and another Gator fan so they figured 3-2 odds were looking pretty good. They were clearing a path our direction when our 3rd buddy returned from the crapper. The one that just happened to play D line for UF under Spurrier. He was 2nd string but the guy was/is still a a very large man. He politely asked if any of them wanted his mullet caved in by his SEC championship ring (which was larger than a fun-sized Snickers.) As soon as he started to stand up, they turned around, sat down, and shut up until they slinked out of there 10 mins later. Just to show they weren't scared, they did lob a few last threats but only when they were right by the exit and able to make a quick retreat if needed.
The moral of the story......it doesn't matter who you go to a game with as long as they're your friends. Secondly, it helps if that friend is a 6'5" 265 former player of the opposing team.
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