The Hair Remained Perfect, The Stache is Smiling, and The 24-Point Quarter Was Pure Florida Man Chaos

Remember that "Florida Man" energy I asked for last week? The kind that’s wild, relentless, and impossible to stop?

Well, the Jacksonville Jaguars didn’t just channel it. They bottled it, shook it up, and sprayed it all over the Tennessee Titans for 15 minutes of absolute insanity.

If you were worried about a "trap game" against a 3-13 team—and let’s be honest, as Jags fans, that trauma is embedded in our DNA—you can officially exhale. The drive back down I-95 to the Space Coast wasn't just breezy; it was a victory lap.

The Jaguars didn’t just beat the Titans 41-7; they dismantled them with the kind of ferocity that makes you want to buy season tickets for that "Stadium of the Future" right now. Seriously, Shad. Take my money. If the product looks like that, put a roof on the whole city.

The Quarter That Broke the Simulation

We need to talk about the second quarter.

I’ve seen some wild things in sports, but hanging 24 points on a division rival in a single quarter is up there with seeing a snowbird actually use a turn signal on A1A. It’s rare, it’s beautiful, and it makes you want to cry tears of joy.

This wasn't just "good execution" (sorry, Doug, I know you love that word). This was an avalanche.

It started with Trevor Lawrence—whose hair, I noted, did not move a single inch despite the wind—throwing darts like he was bored with the difficulty setting. Then came the defense, playing with their hair on fire (figuratively, unlike Trevor’s literal perfection), scoring points of their own.

And just to be rude—because true "Florida Man" energy is always a little unnecessary—Cam Little trotted out there and booted a 67-yard field goal to end the half. Sixty-seven yards! I pulled a hamstring just watching it from the press box. That wasn't a kick; that was an artillery strike.

The Stache is Twitching

I looked up at the owner's box at one point, and while I can't confirm it from that distance, I’m pretty sure Shad Khan’s mustache was doing a happy dance.

And why wouldn’t it be? We ended the season 13-4. We swept the Titans. We secured the AFC South in a way that left zero doubt about who runs this division.

A week ago, I wrote that this team was "finally legit." After that 24-point explosion? "Legit" feels like an understatement. They look dangerous. They look like a team that could go to Buffalo, Kansas City, or Baltimore and not just compete, but take over.

Bring on the Playoffs

So, Space Coast, hope you didn’t unpack the cooler yet.

The regular season is over, and the anxiety of the "hunt" is gone. Now comes the fun part. The Jaguars aren't just a nice story anymore; they are a problem for the rest of the NFL.

Doug Pederson can try to keep his poker face, and Trevor can keep flipping that sentient hair out of his eyes like it’s no big deal. But we know better. We saw that second quarter. We saw the ceiling.

Get your rest this week. Drink some water. Maybe do some cardio. because if the playoffs are anything like that second quarter, our hearts are going to need the conditioning.

Duuuval is officially open for business. And business is booming.