GALLERY: Pitt Panthers defeat Virginia Tech Hokies, 52-22
Seniors Qadree Ollison (30) and Darrin Hall (22) shake hands after Hall surprises Ollison with a game ball on Senior Day — a celebration of the seniors at their last home game.
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Redshirt senior running back Qadree Ollison celebrates as he completes a touchdown.
Redshirt senior running back Qadree Ollison does a flip after rushing 97 yards to a touchdown — a record length for Pitt.
Redshirt senior running back Qadree Ollison directs Pitt’s band after the Panthers victory over the Hokies Saturday night.
Seniors Qadree Ollison (30) and Darrin Hall (22) shake hands after Hall surprises Ollison with a game ball on Senior Day — a celebration of the seniors at their last home game.
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