Tomorrow, after work, Jude, John Patrick and I will join the masses of Vol fans making the pilgrimage to Knoxville for Saturday's game vs. the hated Florida Gators. It's going to be John Patrick's first trip to Knoxville and his first time to stay at his grandparent's house. Jimdad and Jane have graciously agreed to babysit him for us, so Jude and I can attend the game.
Unfortunately, I'm thinking we will be crying all the way back to Nashville on Sunday, as the Gators are going to put a whipping on the Vols. My prediction is Florida by two touchdowns, at least, and it's going to get ugly early. I hope I'm wrong, but I don't think I will be.
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