Office by Alex Penny
Loves: Writing, No Doubt, pie, shoes, Newsweek, contemplating theology, a good book, makeup, Bob Dylan, Gators football. I'm a woman of diverse pursuits.
“Levels 4-6 … When is he this intense: Opening kickoff, eating a steak, anytime he hears Creedence Clearwater Revival’s “Fortunate Son”, boar hunting.”
Please, click through to the link. It is the best thing you’ve seen all day.
Look, Urban. I know that whole “esophageal spasm” thing got you running scared. I know you want to take time to smell the roses and not make football your whole life.
But given the Gators’ recent performances, I can only conclude that there is one person to blame, and that person is your therapist.
I’m sure your therapist is telling you things like, “As a workaholic, you need to get over your fear of delegation. The world won’t collapse if you don’t do all the work! Trust someone else to do a few things.”
As a devoted fan, I am telling you: THIS PERSON IS LYING TO YOU. You stepped away from special teams coaching — have you SEEN our kicking team lately?
And in other news, why is Mike Pouncey center? Why can’t Steve Addazio seem to write a play that includes a passing quarterback?
Give in to your neuroses, Urban. You were right. You can’t get anything done right unless you do it yourself, and delegation is a recipe for failure.
So sincerely,
The Gator Nation
