It was, in a way, an asphyxiation.
Well, what do you know? Virginia christened a frontier of a new season on Wednesday night by inviting Syracuse into the barbed twilight zone until it looked disfigured and then devoured, its plans gone in a froth of harried frustration and bad shots.
The 48-34 outcome was, in a way, an asphyxiation, with the oxygen exiting the Carrier Dome gradually until it went into a full outward rush just before the five-minute mark. That’s when many of the 22,518 in attendance noticed the immovable “28” beneath Syracuse’s name at that time and made droves in departure.
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