Florida Gators Back Up QB Is Favoriting Pictures of DJ Lagway Working At McDonalds

Just another day in paradise, right? At this point, I’m officially worried about the Florida Gators, and it’s not for the usual circus reasons. It’s not because our guys are out here spitting on opposing teams. It’s not because our coaches are losing their damn minds and slapping opposing players, though, let’s be real, that’s fucking insane. It’s not even because our players refused to sing the alma mater after the LSU loss, or because we’re sitting at 1-2 despite only giving up two offensive touchdowns through three weeks. No, what’s really got me losing sleep is something way worse… our backup quarterback is out here favoriting TikToks of DJ Lagway working at McDonald’s.

Now, let me be clear, I’m not ruling out the possibility that he bookmarked it as a joke, maybe to bust DJ’s balls or even motivate him. For all I know, those two could be best friends behind the scenes. But from the outside looking in, it doesn’t exactly scream “team.” What it screams is “I know DJ has been terrible, I should’ve been playing, and I’ve been robbed of snaps.” And honestly? After watching DJ toss five picks against LSU, that argument is more than fair.

But here’s the problem, you can’t be out there favoriting that kind of post when it only has like 25 likes. Your username sticks out like a sore thumb, and sure enough, people noticed. That’s just the reality of being in the spotlight. God, it’s one thing to be bad, but at least stick together while you’re bad. If the ship’s going down, go down as a unit. Don’t start sprinting to the life boats.

This is the kind of thing that kills locker rooms. It takes a an already fucked situation situation and turns it into must watch tv for all the wrong reasons. And we don’t need more distractions right now, we need leadership, we need accountability, we need guys who are willing to rally instead of fold like lawn chairs. Because if we keep tearing ourselves apart from within, I’m never going to hear the end of it from all my boys in South Florida if the Miami Hurricanes beat the living piss out of us two years in a row.

So I’m begging you, Florida, hold the fucking line. Lose if you have to, but lose as a team.