FSWho?
How in the name of Saint Bobby's Compression Stockings does a team go to Provo, score 54 points and run up 512 yards of total offense, then score only 7 points at home on 288 total yards? Including 19 yards rushing. NINETEEN.
Who the hell are you FSU?
P.S. This is not gloating. Until our flu-ridden bunch pulls out a win at often difficult Lexington, I have nothing to say.
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"Until our flu-ridden bunch pulls out a win at often difficult Lexington, I have nothing to say."
Mergz, please make your opinion heard. Our guys may have been decimated with the flu, but unlike moRon Zook you can't be a wuss and play on Urban Meyer's team.
And for our guys to go in there and run up the score in spite of the fact that many of them felt like shit, that speaks volunes right there.
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