Don’t tell me about the down-the-liners.
Now we know. The National Football League has finally spoken. Well, at least according to multiple reports they have — and the league acted sternly but fairly from this vantage.
This is the best sports town in our country. I have been to all major ones and many of the smaller ones. Pittsburgh — and maybe I’m biased because I’m from here and love this place — is the best sports town in this land.
What do you say? What can you say?
Hold your applause. Syracuse University didn’t do the right thing. Far from it.
One guy is a Pittsburgher. One guy is an adopted Pittsburgher. Both guys are tough to beat — on and off the floor.
You had to be skeptical. I know I was. It’s OK to admit if you were too.
Can’t bring myself to think about it that much. And, even more, I can’t bring myself to envision how it would look.
If you try to force a connection between the despicable terrors committed by Jerry Sandusky and some Penn State students raising money for pediatric cancer, you are nothing more than an ass going out of your way to look for trouble.
The season of self-renunciation is upon us. Oh yes, Lent.
If there is one thing that has stood above all as the Pittsburgh Pirates have turned into winners, it is this: Neal Huntington has a plan.
The quarterback is in rehab. The receiver is suspended (again) for at least a year. And the general manager might be in trouble for sending illegal texts during a game. Welcome to Cleveland.
It was about time. On his fifth try — and in a decision long overdo — former Steelers running back Jerome Bettis was elected into the Pro Football Hall of Fame on Saturday night, marking relief and validation at the same time.
Pittsburgh has turned out football players — that much we know, that much we celebrate like the shiniest badge of honor. This guy and that guy, that quarterback and this lineman, seemingly just about everyone who has made it is from here or has some kind of tie to western Pennsylvania.
Walk past Jim Tomsula on East Carson Street and he looks like a guy headed into a bar for a fish “sammich” and a bottle of beer — but not the fancy kind, just a regular beer.