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The Gators have a lot of cheers - we definitely deserve our reputation as being psychotically enthusiastic fans.
the student 1/2 of the stadium will scream "Orange" and the alumni 1/2 will scream "Blue" - except for some reason "orange" always ends up having two syllables - "Oar-Ange!" Everyone knows that orange is a one-syllable word, but for some reason, when 40,000 of us say it together, we need another syllable.
the cheer that always puzzled me is this one:
the band plays, Da-da-dadada
we scream "Go Gators"
the band plays, Da-da-dadada
we scream "Go Gators"
the band plays, Da-da-dadada
we scream "Come on Gators, get up and go!"
Get up and go? Did our team just fall down and die? (oh wait, no that was just our defense against Miami in the last half. Ah, crap.) Seriously though, it sounds like a sad pathetic cry to please accomplish something!
We sing a song called "We are the Boys" in between the 3rd and 4th quarters that has some cheeeeeesy lyrics, but everyone loves it (ignoring the fact that we're not really the "boys" of Florida since the school has had women since the late 1940s):
We are the Boys of Old Florida, F-L-O-R-I-D-A
Where the girls are the fairest,
The boys are the squarest,
Of any old state down our way (Hey!)
We are all strong for old Florida,
Down where the old gators play (GO GATORS!)
In all kinds of weather
We'll all stick togetheeeeeerrrrrrr [note held out]
For F-L-O-R-I-D-A!
the really fun part is that everyone puts their arms around the shoulders of the person next to them and sways back and forth while singing. When you're a little, ahem, less than sober, and you see the other side of the stadium swaying all over the place, it's a little disorienting, to say the least.
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