Wait, did I forget the actual game? Oh yea…that. The most frustrating, confusing and maddening part of a Saturday. That’s Gamecock football. It’s hard to enjoy the cool breeze and fun atmosphere of a game when you have people like Garcia and Spurrier fudging up perfectly perfect opportunities for a W.
Yes we did (finally) win…but it was after 3 hours of pure strug-fest. I gathered my stuff preparing to leave about 4 times out of true frustration, but decided to stick it out like a true reporter. And all the guys couldn’t keep themselves together waiting on the dang Florida/Georgia game, which was also obnoxious.
I never understood the obsession with this game, until this year when I realized the outcome would determine our placement in the SEC championship (WHAT?!). So, I watched it and cried along with other real fans (psych) when Florida won. Never thought I would pull for them Dawgs, but I did…and it was awkward.
However, no game could distract me from the terrible game we had just finished. I realized that everything we do is done the hard way…we can’t just win or lose. It’s like Spurrier does things just to mess with our heads, or Garcia throws random-a$$ passes to invisible players just because it’s funny. I don’t find it amusing anymore, and I’m ready to have a team I’m sure of.
Thank goodness for players like Cliff Matthews who made huge plays this week. And Brice Sherman who made not so huge, (get it? he’s teeny…), but important moves. Even players we haven’t heard of in a while are getting back into the game, like DJ Swearinger.
I’ll admit I’m a little hard on the team sometimes, and for that I apologize. I know it’s hard out there in the hot sun with the long hair you just can’t seem to shake out of your face (…Garcia), but sometimes you just gotta step it up. And against Tennessee? Who’s colors almost rival Clemson’s ugly orange? We should have won by a bigger margin. Get your stuff together, Gamecocks. Because with that kind of performance, nothing is guaranteed.