Harvard coach Tim Murphy likes to temper his team’s victories with cautions about where his team fell short, constantly warning that the next game may not be so pretty.

But in Saturday’s press conference, Murphy had nothing to criticize. His team had just completed its best all-around performance this year. After that routine, judges would’ve all given Harvard a perfect 10.

Dartmouth looked outwitted and outmatched all night. Saturday’s contest wasn’t a football game; it was a Harvard celebration, an exhibition of sorts.

In conditions that were better suited for Santa and his reindeer than for Collier Winters and his offense, on an October night when Harvard Stadium became Lambeau Field in December, the Crimson football team seemed oblivious.

Snow is supposed to slow down offensive attacks. That’s how it works. Just ask Napoleon.

But not much has been able to stop Harvard attack over the past few weeks, and a bit—or a lot—of precipitation and a porous Big Green defense had little success either.

Of the Crimson’s first seven drives, six went for touchdowns. And that seventh possession could have also led Harvard into the end zone if intermission hadn’t gotten in the way.

And thanks to its 41-point, 511-yard performance, the Crimson once again landed itself in the record books.

For the first time since Benjamin Harrison was President, Harvard has scored 40 or more points in four straight games.

And for the first time in Crimson football’s storied history, three different players ran for 100 or more yards.

In the first five contests of the year, the Harvard offense had relied heavily on its passing game. And why shouldn’t it have? With junior Colton Chapple and the senior Winters stomping all over the record book like it was bubble wrap, going to the air was the natural move.

The running game had been a nice complement to the run, but not much more. Junior Treavor Scales and freshman Zach Boden performed adequately, but it was nothing to write home about.

But in Saturday night’s blizzard, when there just might’ve been more players on the sidelines than fans in the stands, the Crimson didn’t have a choice: the team would have to turn to the run.

And Dartmouth—even against what might be the weaker component of Harvard’s attack—looked overpowered all night.

Clad in white, the Big Green was camouflaged by the snow a bit—at times almost disappearing.