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Winners and Losers: Auburn

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They all sucked

LSU vs Auburn Photo by Gus Stark/Collegiate Images/Getty Images

I mean really, what am I supposed to say about that?

The LSU football team (2-3) reached a new low Saturday afternoon on The Plains of Jordan Hare Stadium, getting outclassed in every possible aspect a football game possesses by Auburn (4-2). The 48-11 defeat was the program’s worst loss since 1996, and the worst loss versus an unranked team since 1981.

Nobody played well. If there are any positives to take away from Saturday they are disingenuous at best or non-existent at worst. Think it can’t get worse? Buddy it’s going to get a whole lot worse. Because in 13 days an Alabama team that has had this year’s game circled on its calendar since last year’s epic 46-41 game is coming into Tiger Stadium with the sole intent of bashing LSU’s head in.

Buckle up, y’all: it’s going to be a rough final five weeks.

Loser: The Offensive Line

After paving the way for 276 yards and allowing zero sacks against South Carolina, the LSU offensive line fell flat on its face once again: 32 yards on 27 attempts for a 1.2 yards per carry average. The line also surrendered four sacks and another five quarterback hits. The line just got beat play after play after play. Neither John Emery, nor Tyrion Davis-Price nor Chris Curry could find any space to work with.

Loser: The Defensive Line

They were bad.

Loser: The Linebackers

They were bad, too.

Loser: The Secondary

Yep, they were also bad.

Loser: The defensive coaching staff

They were all bad. Every single person associated with the LSU defense was, once again, inept. It amazes me that we’ve played five games and yet players still don’t know what to do, where to be or who to cover.

I am running out of words to talk about this Bo Pelini-led LSU defense. What more can be said? I just...I don’t know, man.

Winner (?): Kayshon Boutte

Boutte scored his first touchdown as a Tiger Saturday. That’s cool, I hope it’s the start of many, many more for Boutte.