You're a good poster, but UT was not going to win that game. UK is just better. We might be a little thin, but the better team still won.
It is impossible to imagine that I, or anyone else here, could care less as to what you think, in any regard.
Have you somehow found a way to wrap your mind around the fact that Tennessee has beaten Kentucky more than any other team?
Your idiotic claim that this is somehow meaningless because they have played more times.....would be laughable were it not so tragically stupid.
1. Playing more games provided just as much of an opportunity for KY to TN, as not. They failed to do so. If Tennessee beat you 100 times - those individual victories are equally counted, whether it was 100 out of 100, or 100 out of 10 million - you can't say that one means "less" than the other, due to opportunities. And speaking of which,
2. Simple logic (I can see where you've stubbed your cortex here) would tell you that more games ensures for a far more accurate assessment than does having fewer - if only by reducing statistical anomalies and in providing a greater volume of measurements over a longer period of time. For example: Let's say that in the current season, Tennessee would only win 3 out of 10 games against KY. Now, imagine if we stopped the season after having played 5 games....and with three of those games being won by Tennessee - wouldn't it (falsely) appear that Tennessee was the far superior team (with a 3-2 record, at that point)? Sure it would, until Tennessee went 0-5 over the remaining schedule, and finishing with an overall record of 3-7 - just as predicted. So, Newton, which would you prefer - a 5 or 10 game schedule.
Look, we're Tennessee - admittedly, we are neither some Ivy League school nor are we even at the academic level of most of their Pac-10 / Big 12 schools in some regards. But neither are we Kentucky, either. When your university gets to the point where they can hand out diplomas that aren't printed with a McDonald's application on the reverse, come talk to us.
But until then, clasp your ignorantly inbred mouth (careful, remember to adjust your breathing through your "snot locker" during this time - I wouldn't want you to drown) around a few bottles of poorly mixed yet unrefrigerated Yoo-Hoo, and simply sit in silence - being ever thankful that your then 12-year old mother hooked up with your undoubtedly transient hobo father / uncle in 1994, one year before her votech school began handing out free condoms to all students / inmates, ostensibly, for the explicit purpose of preventing your conception and birth.