approached me while I was drinking my fifth vodka tonic by the ship's swimming pool.  They must have been attracted by my Gator shirt and thought that they would look cool if they talked a little football #badword# over in the Med.  Well, one of 'em says this is the year they are going to hand us our asses 'cause we sure sucked last year and they are, as usual, national championship material this, and every, preseason.  I was really relaxed and marginally non combative from the vodka but the very mention of the words, " we're georgia fans, " really got me cranked.  God must have followed this old Gator across the Atlantic because I had the honor of telling these mentally challenged butt sniffers that I was sure sorry to be the bearer of bad tidings but I just heard on ESPN America ( which BTW really sucks ) that their beloved Gawddamnedcurs had their asses handed to them by Boise #badword#ing State  !  The poor curs were horror stricken.  At first they didn't believe me but I think deep in their junkyard hearts they knew I was on the level with them.  I told them not to feel too bad as they might still beat us but it would definitely be with a different head coach.  Then reality quickly washed over me and as they walked away with heads hung low I called out, " Nobody who loses to Boise #badword#ing State can carry a Gator's jock strap  !  Life on the high seas can be good.