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I can die now.
I just saw football perfection. Bob Stitt conquered the Bizon.
In his first game as head coach of the Montana Griz, Stitt lead his inherited squad into their smoke-filled home stadium and squeaked by four-time defending FCS champion North Dakota State.
It wasn’t boring.
It was back-and-fourth.
Clutch play after clutch play after clutch play.
The Griz ran 92 plays. They out-carido’d the Bizon.
It was close, but it wasn’t close.
In the fourth quarter, with under three minutes to go, down by a touchdown, Montana was held to a 4th and goal. The team that had gone for it on three fourth downs earlier in the game elected to kick a field goal.
The math didn’t make sense. Three points cut the lead to four. They still needed a touchdown.
Everyone was scratching their heads.
But then, it was clear. Bob Stitt was going for the win.
And he won.
The stout Griz defense gave Stitt the ball back with 1:39 left, and 97 seconds later, Joey Counts lowered his head and burrowed into the end zone to give Montana a 3-point lead.
It was perfect.
I can die now.