||[Sep. 20th, 2004|04:21 pm]
Can we say highway robbery kids? That's what the SEC refs got away with on saturday night in Knoxville. For the second time in 9 months (last being the FSU game), the Gators were stripped of a win due to an absolute shit ref call. There is nothing more frustrating than watching your team lose because of a referee's involvement. I have no problem accepting my team losing if they play poorly, but when your team plays well enough to win and would have won had it not been for a totally arbitrary call in Tennessee's favor, I just can't swallow that. Yes, I know the Gators missed a short field goal earlier in the game. That's fine...the fact is, up until that bullshit penalty with 55 seconds left, every action was a result of player performance. Had the Gators lost based on their performance, I'd be able to deal with it. But the 15 yards they lost as a result of that penalty gave Tennessee the opportunity to make the field goal to win the game. The refs threw the game, plain and simple. Yes, I'm bitter. Gator Nation has a right to be.|
Thank you to everyone who has shown concern about my grandmother. It's been a hard few days. I haven't heard anymore news, so as far as I know, everything is status quo. I'll be having my weekly phone convo with my dad tonight, so he may have more info to give me, but either he or my mother was supposed to call me if any pressing news occurred, so I'm assuming everything is fine. My dad told me late last week they were moving her from the hospital to hospice care. She still was not eating at that time and still trying to remove her IVs, although she doesn't have the energy to do it. The doctor said she would not be able to live much past 10 days if she did not start eating. If that holds true, I may be getting that call by the end of this week.
I went out on friday and bought a black tie. I ironed my white shirt and black pants and have them hanging separately in my closet. On and off the last few days, I've been working on a eulogy to read at her funeral. At every point the last few days where I haven't had anything specific in my mind, various memories of my childhood with my grandmother creep into my head. I look at my phone constantly to make sure I didn't miss a call. The wait is horrible. Not that I want it to happen; it's just the inevitability of the wait is driving me nuts. I guess I just need to accept it, put it in the back of my mind, and just deal with it when it happens. Easier said than done though.
I got something I haven't received in a while...thanks Krystal
Much love to my faithful commenters...Stephanie, Laura, Krystal, Caleb, Bobbi, Chris and Angela...as well as my LJ lookers, Mike, Milla, Max and Kari. Ciao until the next update.