13-9 Clemson.
I'm going to cry. I wish I had the motivation to make the background black.
Many thanks to T, P and R who loyally sent text messages while I was down in Summerville. And to T, who was on the phone as I drove back and got a running commentary of those heartbreaking last 4 minutes.
Time for a stiff drink. Or three. Nothing more to say.
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