Power Prevails

Now, that was immensely satisfying. I enjoyed every moment of watching the Irish Pretender get a classic beatdown on the gridiron, and having it clearly demonstrated that maintaining an unbeaten record by playing a bunch of tomato cans does not mean that you actually belong in the National Championship game.

You can talk about these "spread formations" and "speed games" all you want to, but in the end football games are still won by a power team that can take command of the line of scrimmage and which has tough running backs who can rumble down the field shedding tacklers, SEC style.

Some Irish asses are bruised this morning, let me tell you.