Man, y'all hittin' it right on the head with this exodus talk—schools boltin' from FHSAA to SSAA faster than that drunk lady at my Publix counter sprintin' out with a "borrowed" bottle when she think nobody lookin'. Noimsayin?Just today—December 17, merry freakin' Christmas—them finals dropped on them new districts for '26 and '27. Went down to six classes plus Rural (droppin' that 7A like a bad habit), tryin' to beef up them districts so ain't so many two- or three-team ghost towns. Tentatives came out last week, appeals wrapped Monday, and boom—here we is. But even with that fix, schools still jumpin' ship. Lemon Bay already hollerin' they headed to SSAA, Dixie County packin' for '26, Atlantic (Port Orange) done went independent earlier this year, Oasis petitionin' to go solo, couple Panhandle boys like Sneads and Vernon threatenin' or straight plannin' the move 'cause they tired of gettin' mismatched. Reports sayin' more than half-dozen bolted since the season ended, and SSAA sittin' pretty with over 120 members now, growin' like kudzu.If this keep up, yeah, FHSAA gon' have some districts lookin' lonely as hell—one team sittin' there like me waitin' on a date back in '74 who never showed, just automatic champ with no games. Bigger districts on paper, but subtract them leavers? Some gon' shrink quick. Travel complaints, competitive balance, whatever—SSAA givin' 'em smaller leagues, playoffs for damn near everybody, less headaches.Remind me of that fool's errand down in Miami back in '89. Took my whole check—$400 this time—down to some bookie in Little Havana named Tito, all gold teeth and promises. He set the line on Miami minus 10 against Notre Dame, swore it was "locked." Canes win by 7 on a late pick-six the other way. Tito just smile, pocket my money, say "Next time, amigo." I thumbed rides home, eatin' gas station burritos, swearin' off bookies... till the next weekend.FHSAA actin' like Tito right now—changin' lines, promisin' better action, but schools still walkin' away broke and frustrated. Florida high school football too damn good for this drama. We got the deepest talent pond in America, Friday nights magic. SSAA boomin' 'cause choice is king.I love the FHSAA side—them big rivalries, state titles mean somethin'—but if they don't tighten up, next cycle gon' look sparse in spots. Might even put a little friendly wager on more schools gone by spring. Safer bet than trustin' Tito... or my exes.Y'all think the bleed stops, or we see real one-team districts next go-round? This game deserve better. Stay loyal where you can, brethren.

Drogo, do you expect to see any ramifications or consequences from what happened in the game? 

Thank you for your point-of-view. Merry Christmas to you and your family as well. I had a chance to meet Billy Livings once, and that area has always been intriguing to me. During the NFHS Network broadcast, it was mentioned that Vero Beach, unlike many areas of Florida, has not experienced much rapid growth over the past several years, and there is still a heightened sense of community there. 

Man, this Open Division talk got me thinkin' 'bout how them computers settin' odds on our Florida high school boys is straight foolishness—like lettin' them sharp-dressed bookies down in Miami handle my money again. Noimsayin?Back in '88, I took a Greyhound down to South Beach with a crisp $500 envelope—rent money, mind you—'cause this cat named Rico swore he had the "lock of the century" on some FAMU game. Rico wearin' pink linen, gold chain thick as my wrist, smellin' like Drakkar Noir and bad decisions. He set the line himself: Rattlers minus 14. Sounded easy. I put it all down. FAMU win by 13 on a missed extra point in overtime. Rico shrug, light another cigarette, say "Vigorish, baby." I rode that bus home eatin' peanut butter crackers for two days straight, swearin' off bookies forever. But here I am, still throwin' twenties at the hard eight in Biloxi every chance I get.That's exactly what this FHSAA computer doin'—playin' Rico with our brackets. It set DeLand as the #1 lock, heavy favorite in this imaginary Open, like they unbeatable. Had Bolles comin' to town as a 20-point dog. Buchholz layin' points to Miami Northwestern. Hell, Carrollwood Day gettin' respect over Chaminade and STA? Boy, if I laid money on that line down in Miami, them boys would've had me workin' off my debt washin' pink Cadillacs outside the Fontainebleau.'Cause we all know how it really played out—STA, Chaminade, Lakeland, Armwood, them the ones collectin' rings or damn near. Them the parlays that cash. But the computer? It miss the juice, the eye test, the "that boy got next-level speed" factor. Just like Rico missin' that we played Bethune-Cookman with half our line hurt and still almost covered.Joshua Wilson and that LazIndex? They more like the old-timer sittin' at the OTB in Tampa—been watchin' film since integration, know when a team got dogs or just good uniforms. They set lines you can actually bet and eat that night. FHSAA algorithm settin' lines like Rico—flashy, confident, and leavin' you broke cryin' on the Turnpike.When this Open Division finally drop in '26, they better let some humans override that computer, or it's gon' be another Rico special—pretty on paper, disaster in real life. And I ain't ridin' no Greyhound home again. I done learned... mostly.Y'all keep chasin' them real dogs on Friday nights. That's the only sure bet in Florida.

Who are the schools you've seen leave the fhsaa this year ? Especially in south fl