Please join me in lifting my glass skyward today as I take a long slug of orange Kool-Aid and wash down a big bite of crow sandwich.
I was wrong about the Tennessee Vols, who overcame a 21-point deficit and exploded in the second half to hammer the Florida Gators 38-28.
I had assured everyone that the opening 10-point line set by the wise guys in Las Vegas was so egregiously wrong that I would mortgage my home and take the points. Fortunately, my wife’s name is on the mortgage, too, and she wouldn’t allow me to do something so stupid.