…on Sunday, and before I knew it I was following this Jeep through the back roads of my city. In Massachusetts. South Eastern Massachusetts, at that; not exactly a college football hotbed.
Yes, that’s a real Florida license plate. Looks to be some type of Cape Canaveral Commemorative plate. Yes, it reads “TEBOW” – although it might have had a zero substituted for the “O”. And yet, there’s a Massachusetts State Trooper sticker on the window, among other things.
Naturally, my first inclination was to grab the phone and call resident Gator-slurper Trey, or perhaps a more recent Gator convert in Miz. But instead, I decided to simply tail this car until we came to a red light or it pulled into a parking lot where I could get close enough to take this photo.
I found myself completely transfixed by this plate, and ended up driving more than a few miles past my actual destination waiting for a red light (remember, back roads). Finally, we came to an intersection with an active red light, and I was able to snap this photo.
I have no idea what it means, or who owns this car. I’m sure Trey could run a background check if I asked him nicely enough, or have a cop buddy run the plate. I’m not actually interested. I prefer to think it was Timmah’s family out on a long road trip to my hometown.