HOW CAN YOU not feel a little sorry for Steve Spurrier after mean ol’ Urban Meyer swamped him worse than he’d ever been swamped before — and in a stadium Spurrier himself nicknamed The Swamp?
Meyer’s National Championship Express 56, Spurrier’s cock-a-doodle-don’ts 6.
Seeing Spurrier coming back to The Swamp and getting clobbered was like watching an aging Sinatra returning to the Sands and forgetting the words to “My Way.”
We must cease and desist from making a big deal about Spurrier coaching against his former team. These days, it’s more exciting when Houston Nutt comes to Gainesville than Steve Spurrier.