Since Ed Orgeron took over for Les Miles as interim head coach back in 2016, I’ve often found myself referring to him as “Waterboy,” or Donnie Thornberry, from The Thornberrys. It almost seems as if “Coach ‘O'”, as many refer to him, should have a translator or an interpreter with him at all times, or at least during his postgame media interview and postgame press conferences. I can barely understand him when he mutters “Geaux Tigahs,” or Go Tigers, for us non-Cajuns. I find myself pulling for LSU during games just because I want to hear what Coach Orgeron has to say after that. Thus was the case during Saturday night’s game vs. Florida. I was on the phone with a family friend watching the game and we were discussing the gibberish that comes from Coach “‘O”‘. Nobody can understand him. I’m not even sure his players, mentors, co-workers, or even family can understand him. His accent has a strong hint of deep south Louisiana. Even though he needs Rosetta Stone, I can’t help but love the gibberish-speaking, high-energy, energizer-bunny sounding, Bayou-born, Coach Ed Orgeron at LSU.