Not sure where to begin about what feels like the inevitable annual implosion of the Steelers season. What started out so well, where they were exceeding all expectations has come crashing to earth when everyone new was the December gauntlet (Beagles/Ratbirds/KC/Bungles). They reverted back to the dreadful Matt Canada offense. Having thrown away the chance at a home playoff game, they now have to go back to Baltimore (tix surprisingly affordable for a playoff game). I am not even tempted. Last weekend, I went back to the Auld Sod to visit Mama and Papa Turk, and found that one of my Young Turks and his girlfriend were going to the Steelers game. I told them I would rather not turn into a popsicle watching boring football in a meaningless game, and instead opted to watch the surprisingly frisky Pitt Panthers host the Stanford Cardinal (whatever that is), plenty of good seats available as the students were out on break. I got back home in time to watch the second half of the Steelers fiasco.
So driving back on Sunday, I listened to one of the sports yakkers trying to fill air time with "Why shouldn't the Steelers try to trade Mike Tomlin?" ("Well, the man has a no-trade clause in his contract, so that's moot, no?") The quarterback situation is still a mess. Russ isn't going to get paid starters money, and I am guessing the next QB will come from someplace else.
So it's entirely possible that the Steelers could steal this one somehow, because Harbaugh's gonna Harbaugh sooner or later. So I will hang on until the scoreboard reads 0:00, and then see where to shift my allegiances. I'm feeling an inexplicable pull towards Bills Mafia; for some reason, I don't trust the Beagles. With Darth Hoodie gone until next fall, I guess I need to find teams to root against, and we'll start with the Chefs.
OK, that was a bit rambling and long-winded. I'm tired of freezing my Winnebago off, and can't wait to go someplace warmer (hopefully before the ACC tourney).