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The Tale Of Two Gainesvilles

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ESPN 30 For 30 Features The Best of Times, the Worst of Times, and the 14 Days That Made Steve Spurrier



By Buddy Martin


It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. Charles Dickens wrote that line about London and Paris in the age of the guillotine, but he might as well have been writing about Gainesville, Florida, in the fall of 1990.

It was the age of wisdom — a Heisman winner coming home to save his alma mater — and it was the age of insanity, a college town that had somehow let a monster walk its streets for four straight days without a name or a face to put to him. 

It was the epoch of belief, because Steve Spurrier believed he could turn a probation-scarred, back-to-back-fired-coach program into a champion. And it was the epoch of incredulity, because nobody could quite believe what had just happened to five young people who should have been worrying about syllabi, not survival.

It was the season of Light — Fun And Gun lights, Saturday-night lights, the first real hope Florida football had felt in a decade. 

And it was the season of Darkness, the kind that made students reinforce their door locks, sleep with the television on, and drive home to Tampa and Jacksonville and Miami rather than risk one more night in an apartment near campus. 

It was the spring of hope arriving in the shank of summer. It was the winter of despair arriving before autumn had even started. Gainesville, in short, was living through both cities at once — Dickens’s two cities collapsed into one zip code — and nobody there had signed up to be a character in that kind of story.

That is the premise, beautifully and uncomfortably rendered, of ESPN Films’ new 30 for 30 documentary, “14 Days in Gainesville,” which premieres Tuesday, September 15 at 8 p.m. ET on ESPN and the ESPN App (ESPN Press Room). Directed by Daniel B. Levin and produced by MY Entertainment, the film draws firsthand accounts from Spurrier himself, Gators players and staff from that 1990 team, journalists who covered both stories, university leaders, law enforcement, and the Gainesville residents who lived through all of it. 

Executive producer Joe Townley described it as “the powerful story of a community confronting unimaginable tragedy and how, in the midst of fear and grief, a football team helped bring people together and helped a community begin to heal."


Madame Defarge’s Ledger

In “A Tale of Two Cities,” Madame Defarge sits and knits, secretly recording the names of the doomed into her registry, stitch by stitch, while the city around her pretends things are normal. Gainesville had its own grim ledger being written that August, except there was no revolutionary tribunal to eventually settle the score — only a killer nobody could yet name. Between August 24 and August 27, 1990, Danny Rolling murdered five college students in Gainesville: Sonja Larson, Christina Powell, Christa Hoyt, Tracy Paules, and Manuel Taboada, four of them University of Florida students and one from Santa Fe College. Rolling — later dubbed the “Gainesville Ripper” — mutilated and posed several of the bodies, and he would not be arrested for months, meaning that for the entirety of that fall, the person responsible for the town’s fear was still out there, still unnamed, a Madame Defarge with no face. He was ultimately convicted and sentenced to death in 1994, and executed in 2006 — Gainesville’s own long walk to a scaffold, delivered sixteen years after the crime.

Nearly 30,000 students emptied out of a city with a popolation of 85,000. Classes were disrupted. Door locks were reinforced across town. It is worth remembering, too, that this case would go on to partially inspire the 1996 slasher film “Scream” — proof that the terror of that August lodged itself deep enough in the culture to outlive the headlines by half a decade.


Recalled to Life


Dr. Manette, in Dickens’s novel, spends 18 years “buried alive” in the Bastille before he is finally “recalled to life” by his daughter’s love. Gainesville needed its own recalling to life that fall, and — this is the uncomfortable, honest, and ultimately unavoidable truth the documentary sits with — football turned out to be part of it. Not the cure. Not the healing itself. Just a routine. 

A Saturday that still looked like a Saturday, in a season that looked like nothing anyone had ever seen.


Spurrier was hired away from Duke on New Year’s Eve 1989, brought home to resurrect a Florida program still climbing out of NCAA sanctions that had cost both Charley Pell and Galen Hall their jobs in consecutive scandals. He had won Florida’s first Heisman Trophy in 1966 as the Gators’ quarterback, then spent the years since building a reputation as an offensive revolutionary at Duke.

His Fun And Gun offense debuted that September, days after the killings, in a town still deciding whether it was safe to go back to class, let alone back to the Swamp.

Spurrier’s first team went 9-2, running the table in the SEC at 6-1. Because Florida remained on probation, the conference did not officially crown the Gators as champions that year — a technicality Spurrier, ever the unbothered iconoclast, never much respected when he counted his own titles later in life. Within six years, that same foundation produced Florida’s first national championship, in 1996, with Danny Wuerffel becoming the second Heisman winner — making Spurrier, to this day, the only Heisman winner ever to coach another Heisman winner.


It Was the Spring of Hope, It Was the Winter of Despair


It is tempting — too tempting, and the documentary reportedly  wisely resists it — to draw a straight, redemptive line from the horror of that August to the championship banner that eventually hung six years later. That is not how grief works, and it is not how Gainesville actually experienced 1990. 

The fear and the football did not resolve into a tidy arc. They sat next to each other, uncomfortably, the way “it was the best of times” sits next to “it was the worst of times” in the very same sentence, refusing all season long to cancel each other out.

That is the golden thread running through “14 Days in Gainesville” — not that football saved a town, because no game ever has, but that in a fall defined by locked doors and empty apartments and a killer without a name, 72,000 people found a reason to gather in the same place on a Saturday afternoon and, for three hours, believe in something other than fear.

Every retrospective of Spurrier’s Florida tenure tends to open with the visor, the ego, the audacity of a Heisman winner coming home to remake his alma mater in his own swaggering image. Those chapters are earned, and Spurrier earned every one of them. But they have also flattened an original story that was never actually completly told.

“14 Days in Gainesville” restores the texture. It insists on remembering that the Fun And Gun era began not in a vacuum of pure anticipation, but in a town that had just buried five of its own — a town, like Dickens’s London and Paris both, living simultaneously in its best of times and its very worst, with a football team standing, however imperfectly, in the space between the two.

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