Florida 37, Florida State 10. Of the "Big Three" at the top of every set of BCS standings this year, Florida has taken by far the most heat for its general failure to incinerate opponents on the level of the '08 storm troopers -- the Gators' average margin of victory in SEC games this year was barely half what it was in last year's parade of blowouts en route to the conference and national championships. In relative terms, defensive slogs against Tennessee, Arkansas, Mississippi State and South Carolina don't quite scream "championship material" in the same way that, say, closing the regular season with eight straight wins by at least 25 points does. These Gators have occasionally failed to score 25 points, period.

But on the same weekend that Texas and then Alabama were forced to give everything they had to put away seemingly overmatched instate rivals, it's Florida that finally breaks out the long knives for the hated Seminoles, gashing FSU for vastly more yards (541) than the Gators have put on anyone who's not Charleston Southern, Troy or Florida International, and more offensive points than they've run up since Tim Tebow's concussion at Kentucky. If the knockout in Lexington has had anything to do with the offense's malaise from that point on, count the cobwebs officially shaken today -- Tebow had his best game with a 17-of-21, three-touchdown effort that included 86 yards and two more touchdowns on the ground, and the Gators returned to their explosive ways with six plays covering at least 25 yards on a clearly outmanned and outsmarted 'Nole defense. There was never any chance Florida would have to deal with anything like the drama the Longhorns and Crimson Tide had to endure to get out of their rivalry games unscathed.

One defense that will be neither outmanned nor outsmarted, of course, is Alabama next week, which waits for the Gators with rocks in its glove next week in Atlanta. The narrative of the season has been built around the blockbuster showdown of undefeated powerhouses in the SEC Championship, and both have officially lived up their obligations. Embrace the hype now, children, let it wash over you like a waterfall of champagne and Red Bull, and take in the coming week like a glutton finally getting his round at the smorgasbord. Behold: Florabamageddon is upon us.