Apologies for the light posting this week, a function of very little happening on the Tebow beat -- perhaps due to his Week 2 DNP? -- and a bunch of stuff I've been working on this week.
(By the way, in the 14 months since TimTeblog.com launched, this past 7 days has been, by far, the slowest week for Tebow-related material.)
I have to say: Rivalry Weeks for Florida (Tennessee, Georgia, Florida State, etc.) are all well and good, but I'm never going to experience "Kentucky Week" the same way after last year's game.
The image is seared into my memory: Tebow lying on the ground, arms perpendicular to his body, which was otherwise limp and -- dare I say -- lifeless.
For more than a fleeting second, I was convinced he was paralyzed. And that was just about the worst feeling in the world. Horrifying, really.
Kentucky defensive lineman Taylor Wyndham earns a place in Tebow mythology for his part -- certainly not intending to rush Tebow into a head injury. Wyndham will hear 90,000 boos rain down on him in the Swamp the first play his name is called out over the PA system.
But even after Tebow got up, there was the dazed look. The live-on-TV vomiting. The camera tracking him toward the ambulance. More glazed looks from Tebow.
It was the most indestructible player in the history of college football... laid low.
And then, heading into a bye week before a season-making road game in primetime at LSU, the incessant will-he-or-won't-he debates.
But the "Kentucky game" will always make me wince -- even shudder. Mostly about my fears of what might have been, fortunately not what was.
That is the oddest thing about it: Given that I thought Tebow was paralyzed, the concussion was nearly a relief. Nearly.