Gameday in the Swamp
Now that I’m officially back home in Gainesville, what could be more appropriate to usher in my senior year than the first fall gameday in the Swamp? With often more than 90,000 fans in the Swamp, there’s something so electric about the feeling of being in Ben Hill Griffin Stadium. (Which, might I add, is named for a Polk County citrus magnet-two of my favorite things.) I remember the first time I ever walked into the stadium, when my mom took me to my first game when my sister was in school. There’s nothing that can prepare you for that feeling of energy that surrounds you when you enter. While our team isn’t the strongest it’s ever been (Hey, at least we were able to witness one year with our beloved Tim Tebow), it doesn’t take away from the excitement of a gameday. Gator fans are a dedicated bunch, and we’re the antithesis of fair weather fans. I have realized I have to take in every moment of Saturday home games, since this will be my last year as a student. (And subsequently my last year with really freaking cheap tickets.) Plus, I know my sister would kick my ass if I left at any point prior to the fourth quarter. So here’s to the Gator Chomp, the Orange & Blue chant, and the third quarter rendition of “We Are the Boys from Old Florida.” Go Gatas!








