This past Sunday, K.C. played the role of The Sunshine Band, patsy, pigeon, chef, bee-yotch, whatever, to a ferocious Balt'more Ravens squad. To say the Ravens demolished the Chiefs is an understatement, and that might be an understatement.
Read elsewhere for the gory details, but Baltimore brutalized K.C. in every facet of the game, from time of possession (the Griefs had the ball for less than 20 minutes), to turnovers (Baltimore's defense picked off three passes and forced two fumble recoveries), all the way through. Even the kicker, Billy Cundiff, was impressive, nailing two field goals and burying kickoffs five yards deep into the end zone.
For all we know, the Ravens also trashed the post-game tailgate gatherings in the Arrowhead Stadium parking lots.
Baltimore's Ed Reed played like a man possessed, and he might have been, considering the disappearance of his brother into the Mississippi River a few days ago.
Joe Flacco was flawless, Haloti Ngata was a caveman, and Ray Lewis looked like he's still bristling over the murder charges filed against him years ago.
Also problematic -- extremely so -- were running back Ray Rice, tight end Todd Heap, and receivers Anquan Bolden, T.J. Houshmandzadeh and Derrick Mason. All right, enough of that. For the Ravens, it's going to be a trying week, with more than a few distractions. Also, they werealmost too dominant in Kansas City.
This Saturday, in Pittsburgh, it will be a different story.
The Steelers are not the Chiefs.
First, let's take a superficial look, and then we'll dig a little deeper. As we all know, the Steelers and Ravens split the two games they played during the regular season.
In Week Four, Sunday, Oct. 3 at Heinz Field, the Steelers -- playing without Ben Roethlisberger -- lost a nail-biter to the Ravens on a last minute TD pass to T.J. Douchemandzadeh.
In Week 13, Sunday night, Dec. 5 in Baltimore, the Steelers pulled out a 13-10 nail-biter following Troy Polamalu's spectacular!, sensational!, pivotal!, game-turning!, season-saving! hit of Joe Flacco that forced the game's decisive fumble, which led to Isaac Redman's late game-winning touchdown catch-and-bull-run.
Okay, so the two teams played each other pretty evenly during the regular season, and, indeed, over the past couple of years. Pretty evenly?!
Let's take a closer look at the past two seasons (2009 and 2010). Consider, over the past four games between the Ravens and Steelers ...
Each team has two wins and two losses.
Each team has scored 67 points.
Each team has scored seven touchdowns and six field goals.
Well, it doesn't get much more even that that. However, and this is a BIG caveat:
Both of the Steelers' two losses to the Ravens (in 2009 and 2010) were without Big Ben -- who, by the way, has beaten the Ravens six in a row.
Both NFL playoff games yesterday were upsets -- which makes us glad, once again, that we don't bet football (but that's another story).
More to the point, yesterday's upsets make things ever-more interesting for the rest of the playoffs teams, as well for their fans. Like us: Steeler fans.
So-o-o-o ... Joey Porter's Pit Bulls must recalibrate our expectations for next week's game at Heinz Field.
Sheesh, we fully anticipated Peyton Manning to flop-sweat through his annual post-season choke -- but we thought it would happen next week in Pittsburgh, not yesterday on Manning's home field in Indianapolis.
It's not even so much that Manning necessarily choked. He didn't play that badly ... or did he?
Here's the thing with Manning, and we've all seen it time ana again: Manning gets to Big Games (yesterday's games, for example, as well as last year's Super Bowl, multiple post-season appearances, etc.), and he repeatedly displays a predictable yet maddening (for Colts' fans) backslide into his fatal weakness, which is ... rigidity.
Man, that dude gets uptight in big games. How else -- seriously, how ELSE -- to explain why he would target his No. 1 receiver, Reggie Wayne, just once in yesterday's game. Reggie Wayne, 10-year vet, perennial Pro Bowler, go-to receiver., second in the NFL in receptions this past season. Yesterday? Manning threw to him once. Once!
Yup: One pass to Wayne attempted for one meager completion, for one measly yard ... to Reggie Wayne, who rated second in the NFL with 111 receptions this season!???
Say what you will about Jets' cornerback Darrelle Revis (Aliquippa's own, and Pitt's too) once again playing a terrific game. Yes, Revis took Wayne out of the game and put him on "Revis Island. " Still, blame Manning and the Colts' coaching staff -- mainly Manning, we believe -- for failing to anticipate the Revis-on-Wayne coverage scheme and especially for failing to make the requisite in-game adjustments. Shame on Manning and the Colts, but it's the same old story with them. We don't care all that much, but it must be maddening for their fans.
Actually, in a way, we're happy Manning is out of the playoffs so soon. Now that Brett Favre's finally out of the picture and Manning's out of the way, who will the pathetic and sycophantic ESPN Talking Heads (Chris Berman, Adam Schefter, et al) have left to fulminate over, blubber about, slobber all over, bleah, bleah? Prime candidates: Ray Lewis, Michael Vick, Tom Brady, Bill Bellichick, Revis and even Rex Ryan, the outspoken, roly-poly blowhard, foot fetishist and head coach of the New York Jets. Whatever.
Thankfully, nobody on the Steelers is likely to garner such attention, not just yet, anyway.
Now, the Steelers almost certainly will host the Baltimore Ravens next Saturday at Heinz Field. That's okay. Yeah, yeah, the Ravens first must beat the upstart Kansas City Chiefs today, but they will. And the Jets this week will prepare to travel to Foxboro, Mass, to get beat by the Patriots.
So, we'll get the Ravens on Saturday. The Ravens definitely are a dangerous team, fully capable of beating any team left in the playoffs.
That's the headline on the front page of today's Pittsburgh Post-Gazette, with the story starting as follows ...
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The most famous Orthodox Christian in Pittsburgh, if not the nation, has a greeting for his fellow believers today:
"Kala Christougena!" said Steelers safety Troy Polamalu. That's Greek for "Merry Christmas!"
Mr. Polamalu and his wife, Theodora, actually celebrated Christmas 13 days ago, but they keep the same Orthodox traditions as those who observe today. Most Orthodox celebrate on Dec. 25, but many Slavic churches tie liturgy to the old Julian calendar, which is 13 days behind the Gregorian calendar. The Greek Orthodox Church and some others have adopted the Gregorian calendar -- except at Easter.
"We all celebrate Easter on the same day," said Mr. Polamalu, 29. Orthodoxy is the Eastern wing of the earliest Christian church, which split into the Orthodox and Catholic churches in 1054.
He and Theodora converted to Orthodoxy about five years ago. His background was Catholic and Protestant, hers Muslim and Protestant. They were Christians in search of a deeper, more consistent experience of God.
"Orthodoxy is like an abyss of beauty that's just endless," he said. "I have read the Bible many times. But after fasting, and being baptized Orthodox, it's like reading a whole new Bible. You see the depth behind the words so much more clearly."
Sis, Boom, Bah, Let's Give it the Ole College Try!
Pitt, for cyrin' out loud, just hire Penn State assistant coach Tom Bradley already. This hire's a no-brainer, especially if Teryl Austin joins his staff as defensive coordinator,as has been reported in some circles. Pitt shoulda hired Bradley years ago. Getting Austin along with Bradley would be a bonus. Just do it, already.
Just Kickin' It Around ...
Who knew? The Post-Gazette reports today, that"the kick coverage against the Browns was not just the best of the 16-game season, it was the best in the NFL in three years." According to the Post-Gazette ...
The Browns averaged just 9.1 yards on eight kick returns against the Steelers, who squibbed each kick in an attempt to keep the ball away from return specialist Joshua Cribbs. That was the lowest return average in a game (minimum five attempts) since the Chicago Bears held the Green Bay Packers to a 7.3 average Dec. 23, 2007, according to Elias Sports Bureau.
The Browns had four returns less than 8 yards and none longer than 17. Their average starting field position on those kicks was their 25.
Around the NFL ...
Right now, it appears there are five coaching vacancies -- Carolina, San Francisco, Oakland, Miami, Denver.
The latter four, apparently, are going hard after Stanford coach Jim Harbaugh. It must be nice to be wanted by prospective employers, and it must be especially nice to be Jim Harbaugh. Our money says he stays in the Bay Area and signs on with the 49ers. Actually, their money, which is reported to be something like $6.4 million a year, plus benefits. Must be nice.
San Diego may also be in play for a new coach, despite what Chargers owner Dean Spanos may (or may not) have said.San Diego may be the eventual landing pad for Bill Cowher, but maybe not until next off-season.
Back to the Steelers: It's worth noting that several teams the Steelers demolished early in the year got better ...
The Raiders got better (and promptly fired their head coach,inexplicably, except possibly that owner Al Davis is crazy and maybe wants to steal Jim Harbaugh from his rivals across the Bay).
Tampa Bay got way better.
Atlanta got way, way better.
Unfortunately, however, the Colts (ugh)and Patriots (ugh, puke) got better, too, the latter after an astounding loss to Cleveland (?!!!).
Which brings us back to the Steelers: Our team has gotten better, too.
They've won six of their last seven games (and should have beaten the Jets, not to single out Matt Spaeth). As the season wore on, the O-line solidified, Big Ben got better, reportedly both as a QB (faster releases, quicker reads, more confident, less addled, fewer interceptions, etc.) ... and as a person (according to Hines Ward, anyway, as well as numerous other reports). Plus, the Steelers now are reasonably healthy as a team, with the return of Heath Miller, Troy Polamalu and Aaron Smith(possibly).
We shall see how it all shakes out. That's what the playoffs are for. It just shows to go ya, an NFL season is elastic, especially over the course of 16 games. One can only imagine how an 18-game season (ugh, puke) will go, but that's another topic for another day.
Now the Second Season starts. A whole new season, like a shiny bauble with its own facets, implications, permutations, blah, blah, blah. The question now is, "Will the Second Season be a diamond? ... or cubic zirconia?"
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It's too soon to make assumptions, but let's do, let's do (tip o' the hat to "Blazing Saddles").
Let's assume Rex Ryan, blowhard, foot fetishist and head coach of the new yak jets, and his merry band of football-playing rapscallions, lose in Indianapolis this weekend.
The Steelers then would host the Colts the following Saturday, 4.m., at Heinz Field.
We can count on Peyton Manning to do his annual (perennial?) post-season choke.
Let's assume, too, the Ravens (fuhget about the K.C. Griefs) and Patriots beat each other to a bloody pulp that same weekend of Jan. 16/17.
Whoever wins that bloodbtath, Steelers Nation has have cause for cautious optimism. Either we get the Ravens here, and beat them to advance to the Super Bowl, or we go to Foxboro and beat the bruised yet over-confident Patriots to advance to the Super Bowl -- and win it.
Hey, a pit bull can dream, can't he?
It's better than living in Cleveland.
It must be depressing to be a Cleveland Browns fan, blogger or even a mainstream-media guy like longtime reporter/columnist Terry Pluto, who offered this bleak assessmentof the Clowns following Sunday's blowout at the hands of the Steelers.
Before we totally dismiss the Steelers' win over the Clowns, it's worth noting the Cleveland defense was the only one in the NFL, entering Sunday's game, to have yet surrendered as many as 30 points in a game. That's pretty impressive.
The Steelers scored 31 points by halftime.
Before the Browns fired Eric Mangini yesterday, the NFL Network aired an amusing exchange between roundtable-discussion panelists Steve Mariucci and Deion Sanders:
Mariucci (tentatively): "I dunno, Prime, I think the Browns might keep Eric Mangini."
Sanders (incredulously): "Are you serious?! Did you see that game plan on Sunday?!! He walked into that game, with his job on the line with that game plan?!! Forty-one to nine!!! Kick a field on fourth-and-goal from the three??? Get real, my man. Mangini's gone, and he should be!!!"
Regrettably, it appears inevitable that the NFL will go to an 18-game schedule. Joey Porter's Pit Bulls wish they wouldn't. Sixteen regular-season games is puh-lenty. We're ready for the playoffs. If they're not careful, Roger Goodell, the owners and the TV networks are going to slaughter the golden goose. Nobody else wants an 18-game schedule, especially not the players, and not even most fans. Maybe some bookies, casinos and advertising moguls, but nobody else.
Considering the emergence of the Steelers' young receiving corps, somebody deserves some credit for their development. Good draft choices, all, Mike Wallace, Emmanuel Sanders and Antonio Brown, so the coaches and scouts deserve credit for talent-evaluation and drafting. The veteran wide receivers (Hines Ward, Antwaan Randle-el and, for all we know, Arnaz Battle) deserve credit, too, presumably, for tutelage -- for showing these young fellas the importance of blocking, running the right routes, what it takes to succeed in the NFL, and what it means to be a Pittsburgh Steeler. Credit the young fellas themselves. They've been terrific. And, last but not least, kudos to Scottie Montgomery, the Steelers' first-year wide receivers coach, for mentoring those young receivers and helping them to develop. He must be doing something right.
In case you haven't noticed, the Steelers have won six of their past seven games, so they've built some momentum entering the playoffs. And they should have beaten the Jets, who have lost three of their past five and whose quarterback has thrown just one touchdown in their last five games.
The Jets aren't going to beat the Colts.
The Steelers will beat the Colts.
Then the Patriots (or Ravens).
And then whatever team they face in the Super Bowl.
Congratulations, Steelers, on an excellent regular season.
Now, it's time for the playoffs.
Time for the "Second Season"-- the playoffs, all of two huge games and, hopefully, a win in the Super Bowl.
Let the games begin.
For now, let's enjoy, reflect upon and savor yesterday's win, arguably the high note for a mostly excellent season (save for a few hiccups along the way, but never mind those).
It's always satisfying to beat the Browns, and especially in such resoundingly decisive and entertaining fashion.
Entertaining? Absolutely. From Troy's first-series interception, through the next-play bomb to Mike Wallace, to watching the evacuation of Browns' Stadium by Cleveland fans ceding their own stadium to the tens of thousands of Black-'n-Gold devotees in attendance ... yes, the game was eminently entertaining.
For those of us watching the game at home in the comfort of our living rooms, listening to the Steelers' radio-broadcast team is always entertaining. This exchange, for instance, between play-by-play announcer Bill Hillgrove and color analyst Tunch Ilkin:
Bill: "Big Ben is playing the Browns' defense like a symphony violin!" Tunch: "He's playing 'em like a 'virch-ee-yo-see'! Is that a word? Bill: "It is now!"
Myron would have loved it.
Tunch also described how the Browns were playing a mostly "conventionable" defensive scheme, but the most entertaining part of the day was the play on the field. Another division title sealed by big plays right and left, no offensive turnovers, zero touchdowns allowed, five touchdowns, two field goals, three interceptions, and a stellar defensive effort all-around.
About that defense: As the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette reports ...
The Steelers easily finished the regular season with the best rush defense in the National Football League and came close to finishing with one of the best in league history.
After allowing the Cleveland Browns to rush for 43 yards on 17 carries in Sunday's 41-9 victory, the Steelers set a franchise record for allowing the fewest yards rushing in a season (1,004) and fewest yards per game (62.8).
That eclipsed the old record of 1,125 yards allowed in a 12-game season in 1953. The former yards per-game record was 74.7, set in 2001.
The Steelers came within 34 yards of tying the NFL's record for rushing yards allowed in a 16-game season (970), set by the 2000 Baltimore Ravens.
Some other defensive highlights this season:
• The Steelers were the only NFL team to allow just one run longer than 20 yards in 2010.
• They allowed just two teams -- the New York Jets (106) and New England Patriots (102) -- to rush for more than 100 yards against them. No other team rushed for more than 75 yards.
• They did not allow a 100-yard rusher all season and just one in the past 50 games.
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Pretty good, huh? Clearly, the Steelers had a better season than Joey Porter's Pit Bulls, who somehow declined/missed/neglected to post a single entry for the regular season (sorry about that, faithful reader(s) [?]).
In any case, the past is gone, and the playoffs are ahead.
And, hopefully, better days all around, a fine playoff run, and a Super Bowl win for the Steelers in 2011.
There's much to make us feel grateful, good, upbeat and optimistic ... and happy that we're fans of the Steelers, and not fans of the Browns.
How low can the Pitt football program go? Or, to rephrase the question, how will Pitt move forward? And, just for fun, how can Athletic Director (AD) Steve Pederson defend his hiring of the now-disgraced Mike Haywood.
On Saturday, for some reason, Pitt "Chancellor" Mark Nordenberg gave Pederson a "vote of confidence," even as Pitt continues to reel from Pederson's disastrous decision to hire the Haywood -- even as unsubstantiated rumors swirl that Haywood has a history of "problems" and "issues" dating to his days as an assistant at Notre Dame and LSU.
By now, of course, everybody knows what's happened most recently with Haywood. On New Year's Eve, he was arrested in South Bend, Ind., for domestic violence. From there, the news went from bad to worse. And then, even worse. On Friday night, Haywood spent New Year's Eve in jail and appeared to be stuck there until Monday afternoon's arraignment. On Saturday afternoon, however, his New Year got even more troubling when the prosecutor decided to upgrade the charges to a FELONY. Later that day, Pitt fired him. What happens next for Haywood (divorce papers? hard time?) are his problems, and his problems alone.
Pitt has problems of its own, and they are many. Recruiting season starts in earnest today (Monday, Jan. 3), now that the New Year's bowl games are over. This recruiting season is lost, however, even before it started, thanks to this current imbroglio.
Pitt has no football coach, a shamed program, and a major PR black eye that is sure to linger. Pitt's "braintrust" must also manage countless rumors, helplessly watch as current recruits decommit, disengage the disinformation surely already being produced by competing programs, and prepare for the school's Jan. 8 bowl game vs. Kentucky in Birmingham, Ala.
Unfortunately, Pitt officials do not know for sure -- at this moment -- who will be on the sidelines as head coach or even as assistant coaches.
Again, rumors are rampant -- but rumors are just one of the many problems for Pitt right now. For all we know, Wannstedt plans to announce he will coach the team -- "for the sake of the kids" -- in the Compass Bowl (whatever that is). Or, maybe not. Almost surely, however, he must be suppressing a satisfied chuckle at this latest debacle ... all the while resisting the urge to say, "See? That's what you get," while also experiencing some serious Schadenfreude.
Next in line to coach the team for the bowl game would have been Frank Cignetti, offensive coordinator. Rumor (again) has it, however, that Cignetti wants no part of the situation and plans to accept an offer to move on to Rutgers.
Chaos! Thank you, Steve Pederson.
About that due diligence? It was Pederson who spearheaded the search that resulted in the abrupt hiring of Haywood. It was Pederson who made the choice and, as the Post-Gazette reported ...
He (Haywood) was introduced as Pitt's head football coach on Dec. 16 by Pitt Athletic Director Steve Pederson, who referred to him as a man of "character and integrity" who had qualities that were "absolutely in line with the values of this great university."
Mr. Pederson spoke highly of Mr. Haywood's reputation as a disciplinarian who would hold players accountable and be a "good role model" for Pitt's players.
Never mind that these comments appeared by implication to be a wanton, indirect slap at Wannstedt.
Even at the time, Haywood seemed a curious choice. That is especially clear now, in retrospect, but especially in light of reports that Pederson hired Haywood although many other more experienced and arguably more qualified candidates were available.
These would include Tom Bradley, the longtime Penn State defensive coordinator, who is widely respected and known to be a great recruiter. Rumors (again) are out there that Bradley made three calls to Pederson, to express his interest in the opening before Haywood was hired, but that Pederson refused to talk to him. Why?
Bradley has waited in vain for Joe Paterno to retire, but that looks like it's never going to happen. Now, even Joe-Pa is shilling for Pitt to hire Bradley. More Schadenfreude?
Going forward, the bigger, more relevant questions are these:
What role will Steve Pederson play in the hiring process, and in the administration of Pitt's athletic programs?
Once all this shakes out, will Pederson even retain his job?
What's next for Pitt? Does the administration have a plan? How many coaches will it have to pay? Who will be its next head coach? How does the program recover? ... etcetera, ad infinitum, ad nauseaum.
So it goes, as the world turns: The soap opera continues at Pitt.
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Really, what does anyone (outside the Pirates inner circle) know about the Buccos' abrupt firing of pitching coach Joe Kerrigan and Gary Varsho?
How could we know? The Pirates are about as forthcoming with "truth" as Pravda was during the Kremlin era (for you kids out there, Pravda, the Kremlin, ah, forget it).
For all we know, Kerrigan and Varsho might have been fired last October.
Rampant speculation has it that manager John Russell and the two fired coaches had "a personality clash."
Really, who knew? Who knew John Russell had a personality?
“Life is for livin’,” Dick LeBeau said yesterday in his Pro Football Hall of Fame induction speech.“Don’t let somebody tell you you’re too old.Stay in life.Life is a gift.Life is a joy.”
Man, if you don’t like Dick LeBeau, you don’t like life. LeBeau is about as cool a cat as any of dem cats, Miles, Thelonius, Sylvester, Felix, Gatto del Sol, any of dem cats.
And not just because he’s had a distinguished career as a storied NFL coach and record-setting defensive back (corner and safety, but mostly corner).
By all accounts, and we do mean all, everybody loves him. Everybody. His players, colleagues, peers, fellow coaches, reporters, analysts, fans, observers, casual acquaintances, everybody. And everybody says the same thing: Dick LeBeau is a consummate gentleman, a Class Act, all the way.
“If they had a Hall of Fame for human beings,
Dick LeBeau would be in that one, too.”
-- Rod Woodson
In addition to being all that, LeBeau just also happens to be a brilliant guy, a trailblazing coach, a scratch golfer, a great athlete, one whose eye-popping accomplishments as a player alone could have, should have, gotten him into the Hall of Fame years ago.
Think about it. By any standard, his 62 interceptions spanning a 14-year career would get your attention. By comparison -- and not to diminish anything Deion Sanders did -- but for comparison's sake, during his 14-year career, Deion Sanders had 52 interceptions.
You might say, well, QBs avoided throwing to Sanders' side of the field. True, maybe, but consider this: LeBeau's 62 interceptions were made long before the NFL had a pass-happy 16-game schedule, or even a 14-game schedule. And it's not like LeBeau was a weak link out there -- he made the picks -- again, 10 more than Sanders during the same-length career, but with a shorter annual schedule.
Okay, just for the hell of it, consider this, too ... Maybe QBs did throw to LeBeau's side more often because of who was on the other side, but just appreciate for a moment the sheer awesomeness of this cornerback tandem: LeBeau played corner for the Detroit Lions opposite Dick “Night Train” Lane, and how bad a bad-ass tandem was that? Yeah, pretty bad. As in: Great.
LeBeau didn’t say much about his playing career during yesterday’s speech, but he made his point, briefly and succinctly, toward the very end. That's when we saw a glimpse of his self-effacing, self-deprecating, wry humor – tinged with just a bit of, “Yeah, aw shucks, I guess I did okay in my day” type of tinge to his soft-spoken, almost-Southern lilt -- if only we could all talk like that.
Toward the end, when, during a long, almost rambling paen giving credit and judos to his players, he said of current Steelers cornerback IkeTaylor, “Maybe you don’t know this, but Ike has been not only a very good corner for us, but very durable.Over the past six seasons, he hasn’t missed a start.And not only has he not missed a start, he hasn’t missed a down we've asked him to line up, not a single play, so that’s testament to his durability.”
I’m scratching my chin, thinking, “Damn, I didn’t realize that. I guess Ike has been been pretty damn durable at that, and pretty damn reliable, never mind his hands.”
Thinking all that, when LeBeau adds the zinger, “I can’t help teasing Ike, I tell him, ‘Keep that up for another eight years, and you’ll catch me.'”
That’s when your jaw drops. Fourteen years without missing a start.
Damn. There it all is. The wry humor. The point made, yet not in a boastful or prideful way. Just. Point. Made.
It was like, “I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for my players, but I was pretty good player myself. And these players today, as good as they are, they couldn’t touch me as a player. Maybe that’s why they listen.“
And, “listen” they do. They had to, yesterday – they were all there. When was the last time – maybe this was the only time -- an entire NFL team left training camp to honor one of their own coaches by attending the Hall of Fame induction ceremonies? Yet there they were -- all of them.
That's because head coach Mike Tomlin took the entire Steelers squad to Canton. THAT alone is testament to the great respect and affection Dick LeBeau has inspired as a coach, as a player, and as a, well, as a gentleman.
As Coach LeBeau said, “Life is for livin’.”
Let’s not forget.
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Noteworthy Footnote and a Few Links Well Worth Reading:
Twenty times or more this year, Dick LeBeau,age 72, has golfed his age or better – meaning he’s a scratch golfer – at age 72 – i.e., that his score for 18 holes of golf is routinely 72 or lower.
Coach LeBeau is reputed to recite "The Night Before Christmas" by heart to his players every holiday season.
“Since retiring as a player, LeBeau has coached an amazing 37 consecutive years. And what he's done is make the "zone blitz" famous. Some people had tried it before, but he's the one who made the zone blitz a staple by changing it from using man coverage when you rushed six players to how we know it today: dropping out a defensive lineman into space. They then don't have to play man coverage and could play zone coverage. That's how it got the name.
“Teams hate to play against teams LeBeau coaches. One reason for that is his unpredictability -- you might play a LeBeau-coached team one week, and the next week everything they do is totally different. What it forces opposing coaches to do is make really quick decisions. It also means a lot of time has to be spent getting ready for the style of play. You only have so much practice time and instead of using it on other parts of the offense, you're spending three-quarters of your time getting ready for the zone blitz. That's the challenge of facing LeBeau's defense.”
The Minnesota Vikings are reportedly in "close negotiations" with the Pittsburgh Steelers about a possible trade for quarterback Ben Roethlisberger.
Sources "close" to the Vikings, speaking on condition of anonymity over pitchers of beer at the Mystic Squaw Lodge near the Vikings' training vamp in Mankato, Minn., revealed team owner Zygi Wolf is "fed up" with the Brett Favre situation.
The Vikings reportedly have offered the Steelers several cheerleaders, a Viking "horns helmet" and a late-round draft choice for Roethlisberger, who faces a league-mandated four-game suspension to start the 2010 season.
No comment from the Steelers, but team officials are believed to be looking closely at the cheerleaders.
Nah, on second thought, laugh it up and have a good time, as always.
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"I went in, and the priest asked me if I wanted to confess my sins. I said, 'Tell you what Father, if I tell you all my sins, we'll be here all day. How 'bout I tell you what I didn't do, and we'll get this over with."
-- Jimmy Conn
Back in October 2008, I toddled on over to McCabe Funeral Home to see my longtime friend JimmyConn, who had returned to Pittsburgh to bury his brother Frank, a captain in the Pittsburgh Fire Department. Jimmy, retired from his longtime career as a legendary Pittsburgh Police detective, had moved to Florida a couple years previously with his 30-year-old wife Gretchen. Jimmy was 61. He'd been informed recently that he had pancreatic cancer and may have a year to live. At the funeral home, I greeted Jimmy with, "Hey, Jimmy, how ya doing? You look great. Sorry to hear about the, uh, pancreas." He waved his hand in dismissal and said, "Oh hell, I got no regrets. I've had an amazing life." "Yes you have," I replied. "The doctors say I have a chance. And if not, I've got no regrets. I've had a lot of fun along the way, a million laughs. Now, next spring, if I live that long and can make it, Gretchen and I are going to take a trip to Europe. We're going to Paris, so I can take a piss off the top of the Eiffel Tower." "Uh, okay," I said. "Sounds good." "First, we're going to Hamsterdam and eat some hash. Then, we're going to take a cruise down the Rhine Valley. Then we're going to Paris, so I can piss off the Eiffel Tower. I hate those fucking French," he said, laughing. "I ain't afraid," he continued. "I'm on good terms with my Maker. My brother Frank, here in the box, made me go to confession last year. I went in, and the priest asked me if I wanted to confess my sins. I said, 'Tell you what Father, if I tell you all my sins, we'll be here all day. How 'bout I tell you what I didn't do, and we'll get this over with. Here's what I didn't do: I never committed adultery with another man's wife. I never put false gods before my Maker. And I never killed anybody. "Other than that, I did everything else. A thousand times over. A thousand times over.'" Jimmy paused, then, "The priest goes quiet, says, 'All right, son, your sins are forgiven. For your penance, say one Our Father.' "I walk out of the confessional, and Frank asks, 'What'd you get?' I tell him, one Our Father. His jaw dropped, and he says, 'I got more than that!' And I say, 'That's because you were a fireman. I was a cop!" He shook his head, grinning. "No, I got no regrets. I've had three wives, a lot of good friends and a very, very good life."
Footnote:Jimmy's older half brother was the late Billy Conn, the legendary boxer who lost the celebrated match with Joe Louis in Yankee Stadium on June 18, 1941. Scroll down the entry at this link for an excerpt from Frank Deford's vivid Sports Illustrated account of the fight and Billy's famous comment afterward, having blown his chance to win the championship.
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Now that the ritual unloading of vehicles is over, Steelers training camp is in full swing. In today's Post-Gazette,Ed Bouchette offers encouraging words about the first impressions made by Maurkice Pouncey, the first-round draft pick (18th overall) from the University of Florida.
According to Bouchette, who has seen it all and is rarely quick to praise, Pouncey already has evoked comparisons to former Steeler great Dermontti Dawson, and that is no faint praise indeed ...
"... it became quickly evident that Pouncey was the most talented center in camp after his first two practices Saturday, which went well.
"... people in the organization were talking about how they had not seen this kind of play by a center against nose tackles since Dermontti Dawson retired a decade ago. Pouncey, who lined up at center and right guard in the two Saturday practices at Saint Vincent College in Latrobe, moves nose tackles back. He gets low, gets leverage and away they go as if on roller skates. His feet move like no center since Dawson."
The Steelers have sorely missed that sort of talent, mobility and power at the center position the past few years. It would be nice, to say the least, to see Pouncey continue the tradition of great Steelers centers from Ray Mansfield to Mike Webster and Dermontti Dawson.
It sure was a long, torturous off-season for Steelers' fans, and it's been a long, hot summer for Pirates' fans.
As entertaining as the Pirates' season has been, it is for all intents and purposes over. The Pirates now will be completely overshadowed by all news related to the Steelers. Even today's MLB Trading Deadline at 4 p.m. happens to coincide exactly with the reporting time for players to arrive at Latrobe.
Joey Porter's Pit Bulls expect little from the Pirates in the way of trades -- probably Andy LaRoche will get dealt, and a pitcher or two -- but, really, who cares?
We've got the Steelers to talk about -- and, thankfully, something other than the ritual unloading of expensive vehicles. Flozell "The Hotel" Adams is on board to help the offensive line, and that is a good thing. They certainly need the help, and we all need something to talk about.
Forgive the tortured headline atop the photo.
