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Let's go, State!

For once, I will be brief (don't get used to it). I just wanted to get in a quick post to celebrate Penn State's being number 3 in the country in the AP poll. I say, "JoePa," you say, "Terno." "JoePaTerno." They are looking pretty darn good. If they can end the season with a win in BCS Bowl, maybe JoePa can retire. And probably should. Wow, I never thought I would say that.

And Pitt is still in the top 25 (yes, Virginia, you CAN like both Pitt and Penn State).

The Steelers are sitting atop their division.

And I am in second place in my fantasy football league (though I may need Nate Kaeding of San Diego to kick six field goals to stay that way).

All is right in the world of football. Can I get an Amen?!

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Anonymous said…
PSU better not pull an Ohio State (x 2) if they are able to make the national championship game!
Facie said…
I am not counting on their going to the national championship game; I just hope they can beat OSU and U of M. Both teams are down this year, particularly U of M, but that team seems to always cause PSU trouble.

By the way, my kicker did not score 6 field goals, so I have dropped to third place in my fantasy football league.

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