I remember clearly sitting in the audience with my son listening with extreme pride and joy as this new, young, vibrant, articulate, confident, and convincing man named Urban Meyer spoke for the first time to the Broward Gator Club. I attended the first such visit from Ron Zook just a few years earlier, and this time was so different...so exciting...I honestly remember feeling my eyes well up a little when he spoke of the high standards for behavior he demanded, about his demands on his assistant coaches to be involved in the day to day activities and lives of the players, and of course the now infamous top 1% standard. And while our opponents laughed at such comments, we bowed our backs and scoffed at their jealousy.

A year later, he was hoisting the MNC trophy and we were in our glory. Player issues would arise, but so what. Kids will be kids, but our coach knew how to deal with them. Another trophy was won, and the glare from Tebow's aura further outshone the reports of repeated off field issues, failed drug tests, and violated gun laws. Our coach was on it.

What a #badword#ing crock of bull#badword#.

To all the rival posters I ever scoffed at for telling us we were being naive and delusional...you were right and I was wrong. We were sold a bill of goods, and I for one bought the whole collection, lock, stock, and barrel.

It's a good thing this guy we have now is the real deal.