Think of it this way.  For some of these non-Gators, today will be the biggest day of their entire lives.

Their futures consists of getting toasted by the likes of Percy Harvin in football, their team losing 34-7 or 52-20 or something such as this.  They're too small and too slow to play at the next level.  After they eventually get caught stealing something from Dillard's, their careers are limited to asking "do you need more make-up on your clown face?" or "do you need more fries?"  Sure, they aspire to acheive night manager status before they're 45 or 50 -- but they'll still mostly be focused on that day in 2006 when they "pulled a fast one" and began their adult lives demonstrating poor judgment and low integrity.

This is a sad future, and we should all be thankful that the guys who began this path today are not the teammates of our Gators.