The 2008 Middle Tennessee Blue Raiders football team represented Middle Tennessee State University in National Collegiate Athletic Association (NCAA) Division I Football Bowl Subdivision (FBS) college football during the 2008 season. Middle Tennessee competed as a member of the Sun Belt Conference. The team was led by head coach Rick Stockstill. The Blue Raiders played their home games at Johnny "Red" Floyd Stadium.
Middle Tennessee compiled a 5–7 overall record and 4–3 record against Sun Belt opponents. In week 2, the Blue Raiders beat just their fourth-ever opponent from a Bowl Championship Subdivision (BCS) conference when they upset Maryland, 24–14. All three of the other instances in the past were against Vanderbilt. The following week, Middle Tennessee came within inches of repeating the feat, when a comeback attempt against Kentucky fell just short.
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