I swear to deliver the picks, all of the picks and nothing but the picks. I just hope they're the correct picks.
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One game into this NFL season and I am already 0-1. While the Steelers marched to victory against the Tennessee Titans last night in overtime, they did not cover the 6.5 points that the experts in Vegas assigned as the spread. There will be no discussion of Hines Ward's fumble at the three-yard-line which would have undoubtedly made the final score 17-10 and given this "expert" a cover. Alas.
For the past two years, however, I have been here, amidst the followers of a certain rare bird of prey. Unrelenting in their passion for all things Eagles, the fans of Philadelphia remind me of the fans of Pittsburgh, save for, of course, the jewelry adorning our five fingers. It's this same relentlessness that has holed me up in places like Fox and Hound or my humble abode for fear of verbal abuse at showing my true colors. Throughout the playoffs I have not had that same fear. I have been waving my Terrible Towel, proudly sporting my Super Bowl XL championship t-shirt, and humming the"Here We Go, Steelers" anthem that has been a part of Steeler lore since the era of Terry Bradshaw, Jack Ham, Franco Harris, Lynn Swan, Jack Lambert, Mean Joe Greene, and the rest of the vaunted Steel Curtain defense.
Most of the national hype about this weekend’s Conference Championship Games has been about the Steelers and the Ravens, and understandably so. There’s nothing like two division rivals meeting in the playoffs with a championship bid on the line. Think Yankees-Red Sox ALCS games or Flyers-Penguins Eastern Conference Finals. It’s simply the highest of high drama punctuated by vitriol and hatred built up over an entire regular season or, in some cases, whole generations.
On Sunday I attended my second ever NFL game. The first game I attended was the Giants at the Redskins. The outcome of that game was inconsequential to my overall enjoyment of the matchup. I liked neither the Giants nor the Redskins. I don’t even think I really enjoyed the experience. It was mainly a function of the ridiculous drive that has to be made in order to reach FedEx Field (the home of the Washington Redskins). It is wholly inaccessible via public transportation (aside from manufactured ‘shuttle’ bus routes). It was cheap for Dan Snyder to build a stadium out there so he did it.
Don't Panic. It's the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy phrase that geeks everywhere love, but it's also the phrase we were muttering to ourselves during last night's 38-31 preseason Eagles loss to the Pittsburgh Steelers.
