Feel like I'm into some horror-movie "Fog-Zone" where time is all twisted up, and I'm the character that WANTS to believe that we're still in a "rational world" where things work the way they're supposed to (eg. Gators suck it up and win the games they should, starting today), but there's a tight feeling in my gut and a voice in my ear saying, "I've got a bad feeling about this..."
I can't take the pre-game radio blah blah this time around. I'm not even sure how much of the game I can watch--it'll be me alone this week, that much is certain--not counting y'all, of course. If I do stop participating at some point tonight, it'll be because I've turned the game off entirely for a while.