It doesn't matter,

We still own Penn State

It is like those times, when you're down with a bad cold, and your good friend who never EVER beats you in basketball drags you out for a game. He beats you badly, because you couldn't move a muscle. At the end of the day, you know you'll be better eventually, and hand their asses back to them.

Yes. We'll remember this, and next year we'll beat you by 40.