Even though Carter's passing was erratic much of the time, he did a good job of using the breaks Tennessee gave him, handing off once to Tailback Mike Currier for a touchdown and hitting him twice with passes in the end zone. With less than three minutes gone in the second quarter, Auburn led 21-0, and Tennessee must have felt as if it had played both ends of the doubleheader. Before the half ended, though, Wyche rallied the Vols with one touchdown pass, then threw for another halfway into the third quarter. Now it was 21-14—a brand-new nightcap. Auburn's offense had turned remarkably sour (indeed, the Tigers got just one first down in all of the second half). Carter's passes were going awry again and again—except for one. On the first play of the fourth quarter he flipped a gorgeous pass to Split End Tim Christian who sprinted into the end zone, a 49-yard play that made it 28-14 for Auburn—too much for the weary Wyche to overcome.
The Auburn defense, led brilliantly by Linebackers Mike Kolen and Bobby Strickland and a savage tackle named Dave Campbell, was superb all night long, putting constant pressure on Wyche and, in general, making a shambles of Tennessee's offense—and of its undefeated record and of its No. 5 national ranking. Conversely, Auburn just might have a chance now to win the SEC title—assuming it can pull off an upset over Georgia and then whip Alabama back on Legion Field.
Well, of course, come rain or chill or darkness at noon, the Birmingham doubleheader was an unqualified success, particularly for Alabamians who could scarcely contain themselves over seeing both of their home-state teams come out on top. "Hell," shouted one delirious rooter as he left, "we so damn happy we jes' rootin' aroun' in hawg heaven." Then he looked up in the sky and saw that, for the first time all that gloomy weekend, the moon was out—shining fabulously for all it was worth on The Football Capital of the South.