Exactly--in fact, that weird orange (jersey AND pants--yech!) was a carry-over with Pell from Clemson--he'd been real successful there the previous couple of years and came over to the Gators as this young, hot Bear-Bryant disciple who was going to save us, bring us out of the darkness after Doug Dickey left UF with the cupboard bare (I mean it, it was like they didn't do ANY recruiting in the mid-70's--all we had going into '79 was Cris Collinsworth and a few talented head-cases). The o-1o-1 '79 Gators weren't really Pell's fault--in fact, he brought us along fast: we were in the "Tangerine Bowl" (later renamed the Citrus Bowl and moved to New Year's Day) within a couple of seasons. Of course, maybe he did it "the old fashioned, SEC-way" that Bear had taught him at 'Bama, but I guess the NCAA wasn't about to let the Florida Gators into "the party" so easily--they preferred to keep "the sleeping giant" right where it was, as annual also-rans. First Charlie paid the price, then in came (of all people) Switzer-trained Galen Hall from Oklahoma: he got even more and better players than Pell, and "the f*ckin' NCAA" (always said as all one word) climbed all over us. History says that SS then came riding in to save the program and take us where we always deserved to be, and to a certain extent that's how it was. However, make no mistake, it was throughout the 80's, when first Pell, then Hall got first us, then the nation USED to seeing the Florida Gators in the (then) API and UPI Top 20's in their newspapers and on the TV screen at (then still pretty new) ESPN, that put us in the national discussion for the first time, and paved the way for Spurrier's success. I had the LA Times' Sports section page with the Gators ranked No.1 for the first time in my life taped to my fridge for YEARS (my then-wife finally put her foot down when we moved to the home we bought in the Hollywood Hills--she's a Gator, and should have known better: I STILL hassle her about this, albeit mostly light heartedly). Anyway, that's the origin of the orange uniforms, why I REALLY hated seeing them last year, and probably a whole lot more information than you neither needed, wanted nor bargained for. (And by the way, as I've recounted here at "the Envy" before, after that 1979 season, in 1980, whenever anyone asked how our team did the previous year, the standard answer was, "Oh, ten and one..." I know: real clever, right?).