make my way through the horrid masses of drunkard, painted and lowest levels of humankind. I will allow myself to humbly enter the most extravagent example of wasted public dollars into the stands of an old oversized skeleton of an erector set and scream loudly to rid myself of hearing the most worthless of all mornic noises to give every ounce of energy I have to cheer my Gators to victory. Suiting up, yes indeed and if were coach to call me out of the stands I would proudy come without pads and take the field to to what ever mission he wanted.

He wants me to stay in the stands and yell for my Gators, thus I will.