I thought this was the year that we would get it done, but it wasn't to be . And you know what? I don't really care. I know this sounds like a crazy man talking, but it is the absolute truth. Just hear me out after the jump.
The game wasn't the important thing for me tonight. It was my 4 year old son's first game and my daughter's first Florida game. My father was able to make the trip up and there were 3 generations of this Vol's family in the stadium. Win or Lose, it doesn't get any better than that.
Take time out to enjoy the little moments. There will be plenty of time to disect what went wrong tonight. For me, I will remember seeing my son's face when the team ran through the T. Seeing the look on my father's face as he held my daughter after we scored. There are bigger things than winning and losing a football game. Tonight my team lost. I won. This was a memory that both of my children will never forget. I won't forget. This is what these games should be about. We have allowed that to get twisted somehow. My love for this university is deeper than any win or loss. It started as time to be with my father, and it will end as time with my children.
GO BIG ORANGE!!!!!! You gave me something very, very special tonight, and you did it in a loss.
UPDATE: I forgot to mention that this picture was after the game. I don't think they cared too much that we lost. I know I didn't.