Blue Bird Stock Soars 27%: What’s Next?

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Stocks rise on better-than-expected numbers, but this? This was a freight train. Blue Bird (BLBD) didn’t just beat expectations-its shares vaulted 27% in a week, leaving analysts scrambling like men in a hurricane. S&P Global Market Intelligence called it a «beat-and-raise,» but that’s just jargon for a company flexing its muscles.

The third quarter was a tightrope walk. Blue Bird, the old guard of yellow school buses, hit revenue highs of $398 million-a 19% jump-and adjusted net income of $38.7 million. That’s $1.19 a share. Analysts? They were modeling $1.00. They missed the mark like a drunk man aiming at a target.

They thought Blue Bird was stuck in the 1970s, churning out gas-guzzling relics. But the company’s been quietly swapping fuel for innovation. Electric vehicles, green tech, and a dash of luck-like sidestepping Trump’s tariffs-turned the tide. The earnings call? A PR machine with a side of swagger.

Now, Blue Bird’s raising its 2025 guidance. Revenue? $1.45 billion. EBITDA? $205-215 million. No net income forecast. That’s the art of the deal-keep the numbers vague, let the market fill in the blanks. Investors? They’re drinking the Kool-Aid, one 27% spike at a time.

The market’s a fickle lover. Blue Bird’s ride might last, or it might crash. But for now, the numbers speak louder than the noise. And the noise? It’s a symphony of greed. 🚀