craziness begins.  I was met this morning by the cleaning crew, all Chiefs fans who know of my love for all things Black and Gold.   Apparently, I was supposed to be awestruck by the fact that BF was now a Viking.  I was also supposed to be fearing the Steelers v Vikings matchup.  Chicken Little is not a member of my family tree and I have a firm grasp of "I shall fear no evil."   Lest there be any doubt ... that matchup would have been a tough game; it has just now gotten easier.  We've beaten him before and he holds no magic powers over the Steelers.  His skills have eroded and even on his best days his judgement and execution falters under the kind of pressure the Steel-D will bring to bear.