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Opening Night 2026 In The Swamp: Butterflies, Belief And A New Gators Era



Based on UAA Photo


They know the sound.

They know the feeling.

They know the Swamp.


By Eddie Gilley


Opening-day jitters.

Call them butterflies. Call them nerves. Call them whatever you want, but they arrive every year, right on schedule.

Players feel them. Coaches feel them. Fans feel them, too.

It’s that rush of anticipation, that jolt of adrenaline, that tossing and turning the night before kickoff. It’s the feeling that tells you college football is finally back and another season of Florida Gators football is about to begin.

The players will downplay it, of course. They’ll say all the right things during the week. They’ll talk about preparation, execution and treating the opener like any other game. They may even convince themselves they believe it.

But look into their eyes just before kickoff.

You’ll see it.

Some players mask the nerves with a pregame ritual. Some take a knee and say a prayer. Others sprint, jump and bounce around as though they have been plugged directly into the stadium lights. Maybe somebody even throws a backflip.

But the butterflies are there, fluttering beneath every set of shoulder pads.

The veterans handle them better because they know what is coming. They have run through the tunnel beneath the sign warning that “Only Gators Get Out Alive.” They have pushed past the smoke billowing from the South End Zone and raced through the Pride of the Sunshine as the fight song blares around them.

They have heard the roar of 90,000 Gators. They have seen the flags waving, the crowd chomping and the cheerleaders charging toward the north end zone.

They know the sound.

They know the feeling.

They know the Swamp.

Even the most seasoned veteran, however, will still feel something when that Gator growl rolls across the stadium and the crowd answers.

For the freshmen, it will be an entirely different experience. Some played high school football in packed stadiums. They have gone through the rehearsals, the mock game week and probably a practice run onto Florida Field.

But Saturday night will be different.

Your first time always is.

For a few moments, everything will seem faster, louder and brighter. Their hearts will pound. Their legs may feel a little lighter than usual. It may take a series or two for them to settle down.

But they will settle down.

The transfers live somewhere between the freshmen and the veterans. They have experienced opening games, large stadiums and hostile crowds. Some may have played for programs with fan bases every bit as passionate and rowdy as Florida’s.

But they have never done this wearing orange and blue.

This will be the first time they hear the Gator growl as one of the good guys. The first time the Swamp erupts for them. The first time they charge onto Florida Field knowing nearly everyone in the stadium wants them to succeed.

Their butterflies may not last as long as those of the freshmen, but they’ll be there.

I’ve been on the field when the Gators come storming out of that tunnel. It is one of those magical moments that is difficult to explain to anyone who has never experienced it. I’ve watched family members get that opportunity, and I’ve seen the emotion wash over them.

Your heart accelerates. The noise seems to pass through your body. If the Florida heat and humidity haven’t already made you sweat, the anticipation will.

It is a moment every die-hard Gator should experience at least once.

This Saturday night brings an added charge because it marks the beginning of the Jon Sumrall era. Florida opens against Florida Atlantic as a four-touchdown favorite, carrying history, expectations and the weight of a hungry fan base into the Swamp.

The Gators are 4-0 all-time against FAU, outscoring the Owls 155-51 in four meetings, all played in Gainesville. The largest margin came in 2007, when Urban Meyer’s defending national champions rolled to a 59-20 victory.

Florida and FAU met again in 2011, when Will Muschamp began his tenure as the Gators’ head coach with a 41-3 win. Now Sumrall gets his turn to make a first impression.

History certainly favors Florida. Since 1906, the Gators are 83-15 in season-opening games played anywhere in the state of Florida.

But history won’t make the first tackle Saturday night. It won’t calm an anxious freshman, settle a transfer’s heartbeat or answer the biggest question hovering over Gainesville:

Will Jon Sumrall win his debut?


When Saturday night finally arrives, the jitters will return with it.

The players will feel them. The coaches will feel them. The fans will feel them.

I’ll feel them.

Then the smoke will rise. The band will play. The crowd will roar. The Gators will come charging out of the South End Zone, and all those butterflies will turn into something else.

Belief.

Hope.

And the unmistakable thrill of another college football season beginning in the Swamp.


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