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42 points at halftime. 295 yards rushing by one running back. At halftime. I'm not quite sure how to write about getting shellacked. It just stung to see all those fine young men getting steamrolled by a team that was more prepared, intense, and fundamentally sound. And it happened at home. We can't come out and play like this cat sounds. And we won't. Because if sports teach our youth anything, it's that you must learn from your mistakes; you are not judged when you fail - we all fail - but how you respond to that failure. If I know anything about this team, it's that they will tackle, block, and be otherwise fundamentally sound Friday night. And if they do that, I wouldn't want to be a Jaguar lining up across from them...
