2009 Georgia Tech Yellow Jackets Football Team
The 2009 Yellow Jackets football team represented the Georgia Institute of Technology in the 2009–2010 Football Season. The team was coached by second year head coach Paul Johnson. Georgia Tech played their home games at Bobby Dodd Stadium at Grant Field in Atlanta, Georgia.
The Yellow Jackets finished the season 11–3, 7–1 in ACC play, represented the coastal division in the ACC Championship Game where they defeated atlantic division champion Clemson 39–34 to earn the ACC's automatic bid to the BCS. The Yellow Jackets would be invited to the Fedex Orange Bowl where they lost 24–14 to Iowa. The ACC Championship was vacated by the NCAA on July 14, 2011 as a penalty for Georgia Tech's non-compliance with NCAA rules and its refusal to cooperate with the NCAA in the investigation of those rules violations.
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