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Final home game of 09

Mrs. Poolman and I took off Friday afternoon for the last Gator home football game weekend of the season. We stayed Friday and Saturday night with Mrs. P’s younger sister. When we arrived, we picked her up and went to Outback Steakhouse where we met up with other sister in law, brother in law, a nephew and a friend of his. Nice dinner. We beat the dinner rush crowd. Monday is my b-day. I don’t usually like any kind of fuss, but the sisters in law brought a couple of thoughtful presents and a tiramisu dessert, so all was very good.

We were off early Saturday morning with nephew Billy for the final tailgating session of the year. We had no trouble finding a spot in our usual area, but others did. I witnessed one minor altercation that brought up an interesting question.

In the section of campus where we tailgate, there is no organization or supervision. People park wherever they want, on a “first come-first served” basis. There is a group who fairly frequently tailgates very near us. They send a couple of people to “set up camp” fairly early. These “scouts” take yellow caution tape and tape off an area to park an additional six to eight cars. This is in a section of campus where tailgating is very popular, and parking spaces are at a premium.  Later in the morning or afternoon, depending on the game time, the rest of their group wanders in and parks in their “reserved” spots. Saturday morning, another couple of tailgaters were looking for a parking space. One passenger got out of their car and lifted the caution tape to park in the “reserved space.” One of the guys who was already there started yelling at them and told them they couldn’t park there because he was saving it for his family. They exchanged some words, and eventually the “interlopers” drove off to find a spot elsewhere.

I just watched the whole thing. The guy who was saving the spaces, “Dave”, came over to talk to me, and made a “Imagine the nerve of that guy,” kind of comment. He was surprised when I politely said, “To be honest, I think the other guy was right and you are wrong.” Surprisingly, he didn’t get angry. We had a very nice conversation, but I explained that I thought he was being very greedy to rope off that many parking spaces when there are so many people who are trying to find places to park. I told him that I didn’t think anyone would object to saving one or two spaces for later arrivals, but they had cordoned off an extremely generous section. If I had not found another space nearby, I would also have just lifted the tape and backed into one of his spaces.

You see this kind of thing a lot, at theaters, graduations, Christmas religious services, etc. You see a row or block of empty seats, but when you try to sit down, one person sitting in the row says that they have “reserved” that whole section for their family. My opinion is that it is a matter of degree. Saving one or two extra seats or parking spaces isn’t a big deal, but having one “early arrival” staking out a claim to a large section of seating or parking at what is expected to be a crowded event, is unreasonable. It annoys the heck out of me, when I’m the one looking for a seat, parking space, etc. What do you think?

In any case, the game went well.

The Gator Band

On our walk to the stadium we were joined by a couple hundred musicians, which was pretty cool. The introduction of the senior players before the game was actually quite emotional. Florida State didn’t put up much of a fight.

Tim Tebow's second-to-last snap in The Swamp

We left with about 5 minutes left in the game, so we could beat the traffic and get back to Jacksonville. However, I understand from listening to the radio in the car, that the post-game celebration was extensive, with a full stadium staying around to applaud Tim Tebow and the rest of the team. Sorry we missed it, but by leaving five minutes early, it actually put us back in Jax more than an hour earlier than we would have been otherwise.

Back to work tomorrow. It’s been a nice five-day break.

A busy weekend

Mrs. Poolman and I took off to Florida again this weekend. Poolboy and GF stayed at the house to keep the mutts company and make the house look lived-in.

Our first stop was Jacksonville. Friday was Mrs. Poolman’s birthday. I won’t give away her age. Let’s just say she started counting backwards a few years ago and she is looking forward to her 40s.

Both her sisters, brother in law, niece and husband and nephew and girlfriend met us at Outback Steakhouse for a birthday dinner.  That was fun. Youngest sister baked a cake and brought it for dessert. We got very lucky. Mrs. Poolman had driven the last hour into Jacksonville. When we went out into the parking lot after at least an hour and a half in the restaurant, the headlights on her CRV were on. Ninety minutes of burning the headlights and it still started up without a problem. I need to check to see the brand of that battery and stick with it. That is much better performance than we deserve.

In past years, we have spent at least one night on football weekends at a motel. This year, youngest sister has offered her house for overnights. The reason this hasn’t happened before now is too much to go into. So we spent Friday and Saturday night at her house.

M2NB9991Saturday was game-day with our nephew using the third ticket. The crowd was markedly different from the week before. Just a lot more people. I think there are a bunch of people who come out to tailgate for big games but stay home for the easy ones. We were on campus by 9:30 am for a 3:30 pm game and got there just in time. As it was, the general area of our tailgating was so crowded with cars, we had difficulty even getting to a good spot. It turned out, we ended up right back in the same spot we were last week.

The game was good – crowded and hot. The Gators played poorly but won anyway. Better than playing poorly and losing.

We went back to Jacksonville after the game and watched Georgia and Arkansas try to set an all-time no-defense scoring record. Georgia came out on top, but with no credit to their defense.

We’re back in Savannah. Our children are taking us out to dinner for Mrs. Poolman’s belated birthday. Should be fun. They are taking us to a tapas restaurant. Mrs. Poolman and I have not been there before, so we’re looking forward to it.