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Colin grew up in Sharpsburg and Aspinwall and attended Fox Chapel Area High High School. He graduated from West Virginia University and then came back home to write for the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette. While there, he covered the Pirates, area college football and basketball, and the prep sports scene. Colin joined The Fan when it launched in February 2010 as a weekend show host. He also serves as a featured sports columnist for CBSPittsburgh.com.
September is upon us. For such a long, long time in Pittsburgh — too long, actually — it signified the beginning of the football season and not, well, the thrilling end-run of the baseball season.
Deuce Skurcenski has moved on to that big fray in the sky.
This isn’t black and white. Too many people are making it out that way; too many people are drawing a clear and distinct line and jumping onto one side or the other.
This isn’t about the middle game of a series against the Cardinals in the middle of August. This isn’t about what’s happened to this point in the baseball season, either.
Offense, Offense, take that football whole way up the field!
Let’s discuss, let’s look at, let’s bring to the forefront a little more a story in the NFL that’s glaringly positive amidst all this nonsensical talk of deflated footballs, trips to appeals courts and smashed cell phones.
Let’s take a look at five things I’m interested in seeing as the Steelers make their way through camp and then into the regular season with that opener against the Patriots.
To the best of my knowledge, I’ve never been in a car going 117 mph.
If nothing else, Pete Rose is an opportunist. And if nothing else, new baseball commissioner Rob Manfred allowed Major League Baseball to act in a hypocritical manner.
No one cares about a loser. And many love to hate a winner.
His teammates are probably tired of it. Pirates fans, well, they feel the same — tired of it. And Andrew McCutchen? You can bet everything he’s tired of it.
Seems like Gregory Polanco is going to be a superstar.
Pete Rose is done. He will never — if this latest allegation and the smoking gun of an old betting chit are true — get into the National Baseball Hall of Fame. To that, I say this: So what? Who cares? What’s it matter?
So Mick and The Boys are going to invade the North Shore this weekend, blowing into town on their Zip Code Tour and — even at their advanced age — ready to rock Heinz Field.
This one is easy. Tyler Boyd sits. He sits one game. Hopefully he learns his lesson, everyone moves on and he never makes a mistake like this again.