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We're off to the airport for Miami with the speed of angels driving a MARTA train, hoping to witness something as ice [/puts on sunglasses YEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!] in our beloved mythical national title game. With any luck, we'll be waving a fistful of dollars at a cockfight by 1 a.m.