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Still waiting, still thinking about the Steelers, not just about next season, but about last season. How did so much potential slip from our hands?
- Remember when so many of us thought, or at least hoped, that our humiliating exit from the playoffs by the hands of the Jags would cure what ails us? We were supposed to play New England that year and there vindicate the robbery of the Outlaw. It was supposed to be a revenge tour. We didn’t learn, and we didn’t change.
- Remember when so many of us thought the only way we’d be able to win much was to simply outscore our opponents? How outraged we all were that the FO didn’t go down to the Shazier store and pick up a new one? Our porous, horrible, miserable, wet paper sack of a defense ended up ranked 6th in the league. I know it didn’t feel that way. I know we can dispute the actual predictive value of YPG, but there are 26 NFL teams that wish their defense had been as good as ours.
- Remember when so many of us thought, whatever weaknesses we might have on special teams, Boswell was money in the bank?
- Remember when so many of us thought we would see a precipitous drop in backfield production without He Who Shall Not Be Named I?
- Remember when so many of us thought Juju would take another leap forward? We were right about that one, weren’t we?
- Remember when so many of us thought He Who Shall Not Be Named II would celebrate the even greater emergence of the Robin to his Batman? Yeah, we weren’t so right about that one.
- Remember when we were 7-2-1? In the immortal words of Chris Farley, “Yeah... that was awesome.”
- Remember when we then proceeded to lose 4 out of the next 5? In the immortal words of Chris Farley, “That’s gonna leave a mark.”
- Remember when I remembered to remember each week one of the most essential truths, that my dear wife loves me?
- Remember when we were so filled with hope and excitement going into our opening game against the Browns? And how many of us still had hope when we didn’t come home with a W? Remember how some of us continued to hope even when we lost to the Ratbirds, at home, to get to 1-2-1? Remember how all that hope and all that misery and all that uncertainty was the very reason why we tuned in on game day, and come here to talk about it? Remember how Jeff worked faithfully, along with his crew of writers, and along with all of you, to make this a place where we could share all these experiences together? Remember how BTSC was here for us during all those long offseason months? It will be again. Remember how important it is to be grateful, to not let negativity rob your joy.