No, not the burning that you picked up from that Chi O behind a tree in the Grove, but rather the burning hatred for an entire state that consumes Florida football fans. Praise to the sweet baby Jesus that we finally escaped that gaping maw of a state with a victory, the first since 1994, which while it was ugly, was still effective. If nothing else, it should impress people who only look at stats, not for the team itself, but for Tebow, who had over 420 yards of total offense and 4 TDs in the victory.
There's really not much to say about the game: it started at 11:30 Central Time and we played like it. The Rebels had a terrific scheme to stop the Gator passing attack, mainly dropping 8-9 players into Cover 2 on many plays, taking away everything outside of Tebow scrambles and short crossing routes. Kyle Jackson gave up a TD pass, but on the plus side he was perfectly in position to get an INT in the 3rd quarter, which he promptly dropped. In general, the defense continued a trend that is familiar under in the Urban Meyer era, of bend but don't break: when the Rebels managed to make it inside the 20-yard line, the defense tended to stiffen, giving up merely field goals.
In other games...
How does Louisville feel today? Lose to Kentucky last week (which this year doesn't seem to be a particularly greivous offense, but still, it's Kentucky) and follow it up by losing to arguably the worst D-I team over the last 5 years, Syracuse. Yes, Brohm passes for 555 yards, but good Lord, that's on 65 pass attempts. If my defense was that ridiculously bad, I'd try to run the ball a little bit, but apparently Louisville is convinced that they can win through the air. Hopefully this game disabuses them of that notion, just like the day when I thought I could masturbate 12 times in a 24 hour period (talk about disabuse).
Notre Dame scores! Who gives a damn!
Penn State looks to be desperately trying to extend Michigan's dominance over them. I don't want to say they've got a mental block against beating Michigan, but I fear that their collective psyche is more fragile than Britney when it comes to the Michigan game. Of course, Michigan is terrible. So they've got that going for them. Which is nice. (and who's the 'they' in that sentence? We don't know! It's a unspecified pronoun! Owhoooo!)