Alligators vs. Hurricanes Through the Eyes of a Brooklyn Girl
Growing up in Brooklyn, I watched a lot of baseball with my dad. It wasn’t until I was 13 that I realized the last line of the national anthem wasn’t playball. So now I’m a beginning soccer fan. The phrase “Go Gators” sounds a little different with a Brooklyn accent, but it still means supporting one of the greatest football programs ever.
I started my journey in the world of soccer by purchasing pink Gator gear. I’m going to learn what the shotgun and pocket are, but for now I’ll stick with quarterback Tim Tebow. ESPN is not part of my limited cable package, so I had to listen to the game on the radio, which required my full attention. I learned that when Mic Hubert said, “My God!” something significant happened. I don’t know who Mr. Heisman is or why we want the award from him, but I understand that it’s a good thing.
Strictly from a new football fan’s point of view, the game seemed to be off to a slow start for the Gators. None of the sports talk during the week said anything about a slow start, but the final score seemed to match the predictions of a couple of Gainesville pigskin gains. Limited knowledge doesn’t stop me from taking tremendous pride in the Gators, it makes me proud to be a part of the Gator Nation.
The Gators-Hurricanes rivalry has a long history and today the Gators prevailed
