Sure, two wrongs don’t make a right and yada, yada, yada. But it seems to use here at SNL that the foregoing is pictorial evidence that suggests the Ealey may have been giving a few Florida players, including Spikes’ bestest bud, Haden, the business on Saturday. True, we’ve got no temporal sense of when this fracas occurred, but it seems reasonable to assume it occurred before Brandon “The Velociraptor” Spikes went Mike Tyson on Ealey’s orbs.
This will please Pops, who as noted, doesn’t typically accept with aplomb foul play on the part of his beloved Gators (and quite often closes his eyes and ears and yells la, la, la, la at the top of his lungs when bad behavior on the part of the Orange and Blue is afoot). As an added benefit, this fine photograph seems to mitigate if not exonerate poor Mr. Spikes, who has been beset by naysayers of the E-SPIN variety since this issue blew up last weekend. We just knew that no man worthy of the Orange and Blue would stoop to such levels unprovoked. Right?
-So Sayeth the Shepherd
We’ll get to Forida-UGA, but mindful of the need to get our investments called in to the local vig before noon EST, we’re all business this a.m. 
Sorry for posting late, alzheimer’s walk (we miss you Dr. Robinson) and a trip to the “Super” Wal-Mart, which would be more “Super” if it weren’t frequented by (apparently) all of Gainesville’s indigent, smoking, tatt’d trailer park denizens, and their equal-but opposite in every way-counterparts (figure it out flock)-speaking of which, “Affliction Guy” is beginning to rival “Lift Kit” Guy for the biggest a**hole title. Nothing says badass like an Affliction Hoodie and a menthol.
As SNL blogs, The Vest has unleashed the hounds, and finds the “good-against-everyone-who-is-not-good” Buckeyes positioned to vanquish the Men of Troy. Which, considering UCLA’s win over Kiffin’s Vols, is a good thing for all PAC 1+9 haters, present company included. The game has been a bit like Rocky III, where Stallone is clubbed like a baby seal by Clubber Lang (Mr. T) in the beginning, and preps for a rematch for about 2 horribly acted hours. During the rematch, Rocky is getting beat down by Clubber again but, thanks to Apollo Creed’s superb conditioning program (and a healthy dose of steroids), Stallone is capable of tasking Clubber’s best punches and after a few rounds, says “you ain’t so bad!”, smiling all the while. OSU gave up a quick pick and went down by y but, like the diminutive Stallone, has risen to the task, and leads by 5 midway through the 4th.
