Hey everyone...

I'm new here, but I wanted to comment a little on a minor league pick up the Pirates made last month, Kris Harvey.

I live a few miles from Kris and his family and they both have coached my daughter in the facility near their home.

I wanted to give you some insight into Kris and why he is worthy of rooting for.

First, he has a great family. His dad is Bryan Harvey, one of the best closers in the league for a few years. His older sister has Angelman's Syndrome and the family has been very active in raising money for a cure. Kris' wife is the newly crowned Mrs. North Carolina.

Kris had a great career at Clemson, both as a pitcher and an everyday player (catcher). Great power and live arm. Started out hot in the minors, but had trouble with AA pitching. The Marlins then made him a pitcher. Has great "stuff", but tends to think too much and loses the strike zone.

He does not have the velocity he used to as I think he had rotator cuff survery pretty recently, Looks like he is throwing 93-94 mph. With a bit more control, he could really be a good long releiver with patience. He's 27 now, so its now or never.

Anyway, he is a hard worker, a good guy, and a potentially great pick up for the Bucs. Go Kris!

According to source, Steelers have hired Todd Haley has been hired as new Steelers OC.

Let me be the first to say: "What the hell?" IS this the best that can be done? I mean, cmon. Todd Haley? Does he have pics of Rooney in bed with a life girl or dead boy?

I hope they know what they are doing. Haley is by all accounts an asshole with a history of alienating players. I hope the front office knows what they are doing (if this is true).

This twitter thing is kind of cool.  I mean, who doesn't want to know what Anthony Gray is having for dinner, complete with pictures?  Or  what music Crezdon Butler is currently listening to? If you are really a fan, you just gotta know.

Some guys, like Ryan Clark have contests to win tickets and will give away authographs.  Others willingly interact with you.  Troy P. once dmed me a happy birthday to my daughter, which was cool.

But from time to time, the athletes I follow tweet odd or out of context verbage that I have a difficult time translating.

What follows are actual tweets from athletes I currently follow (spelling, capitalization, grammar and punctuation is theirs, not mine).

 

10.  "Everytime I look at my Oomf picture my eyes get wide open"--Curtis Brown

9.  "Aye, do tittieboi twochainzz got twitter"--Darnell Dockett

8.  "Just made some bomb ass Rotel"-- Anthony Gray

7.  "I'm good!  I'm Gucci!"-- Marcus Gilbert

6.  "Your my boo thang"-- Crezdon Butler

5.  "He peed the house today.  he on punishment now  lol"  --Isaac Redman

4.  "chillin Sis grindin it time to get that money."--Mike Wallace

3.  "Ive worn my cargo shorts so much they can stand up by themselves"-- Chad Ochocinco

2.  "no bs.  just bought a tee shirt  the chit so cold I went home and put it in the freeza. #swaggin."-- Ike Taylor

1.  "ATL  WHAT IT LOOK LIKE!! DOES MY THANG IN DA "A".  we out chea  shawty** "-- Desean Jackson

 

Who else longs for the old days when players talked shit man to man?

 

From ESPN.com

 

Ray Rice, Ryan Clark exchange tweets

The AFC North teams are scheduled to play in Baltimore in Week 1, if the lockout is lifted, and Ravens running back Ray Rice and Steelers safety Ryan Clark exchanged tweets on Saturday after Rice reacted to Ward's arrest on the social media website.

Rice began the brief exchange by posting on his Twitter account: "Well it looks like Hines Ward will miss week 1 when the lockout ends DUI charge not a good look."

Clark responded: "So glad you could Weigh in. Thx," which drew this reaction from Rice: "it's whatever u wanna do bro you know how to find me."

Clark assured Rice that he will find him in Week 1, assuming the months-long NFL lockout ends and Week 1 games are played as scheduled.

"I hear ya brother.Thought we were all better than that. Wouldnt speak negative of you. I'll find you!It's not hard. God bless," he wrote.

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Clark has delivered hard hits to Ravens players before. In the 2009 AFC Championship Game, he knocked Ravens running back Willis McGahee out of the game with a helmet-to-helmet hit that left the Steelers safety groggy.

 The two players stopped exchanging tweets after that, but Clark answered a tweet from one of his followers by writing, "I support Hines to the fullest. I believe his name will be cleared in the end. A great player and better man!"

Ward was arrested early Saturday in Georgia and charged with driving under the influence. His marketing agent and attorney, Andrew Ree, released a statement Saturday afternoon saying that "we are confident that the facts will show that Hines was NOT impaired by alcohol while driving. However, Hines is deeply saddened by this incident and apologizes to his fans and the Steelers organization for this distraction."

Rice, whose cousin was killed by a drunken driver in 1998, helped the state of Maryland kick off its "Operation Checkpoint" campaign against drunken driving last August.

Today is my daughter's 13th birthday.  By far, the thing that we enjoy the most together is sports.  She plays fastpitch softball and loves watching the Steelers with me.  She's my buddy that's for sure.

I was on Twitter a few hours ago and noticed that James Harrison thanked people for sending him birthday wishes.  That gave me the idea of tweeting a request to all Steelers that I follow to see if I could get them to send my daughter a happy birthday.

Four minutes later, there is a message in my twitter message box from Troy P. himself.  It read, "Happy Birthday!"  She could not have been more excited.   A small deed that meant a great deal to her (and me for that matter).

What a cool dude. 

And  we are still waiting Lamar, Rashard, James, Hills, Redmond, Hines, Maurkice etc...

Thank you Isaac Redman!  We knew it was only a matter of time before you took him out.  You are a true American hero.  Apparently, Bin Laden was taken out by a violent stiff arm and trucked 10 yards down the field.

Sir Issac, you are the man!  Thank you for all you do for the world.

While other NFLers were simply "working out" during the lock-out, our man Redman was making himself useful.

Oh yeah!!!

 

This from his blog...

 

My name is Baron. I am very sarcastic.I love to travel. I have a pet turtle. I dont like deep water. I dont like to fly. I am very creative. I like taking pictures. I like sunsets. I like cheesecake. I like to bowl. I like to play pingpong. I love wearing ties. I can actually tie a bow-tie. I am very competitive. I have a big family and am in the middle. I hate when people leave crushed chips in the bottom of the bag. I like christmas lights. I love people. I hate doing dishes and unloading groceries. I like to cook. I like to eat even more. I dont like taking showers in places that have bad water pressure. I accidentally killed 17 tiny glow fish one time. Toe hair grosses me out. This is my blog.....and this is me.

 

With all these mock drafts going around, I decided to look around and see what I need in my life.

 

After assessing my needs during this offseason, I have discovered there are several gaps that need filling.  After years of building through the draft, lately I have been pursuing high priced free agents which has left me more playoff contender than a consistent championship threat. 

 

What follows is a draft that I hope will allow me to go to that next level.

 

Round One:

 

Scarlett Johannson:  Simply the best available…#1 on my big board…Ready to contribute on day one…great combine numbers…attributes you just cannot teach…doesn’t seem to talk much…likes older guys.

 

 

 

Round Two:

 

New work truck:  Coming off an injury plagued season, the current 1996 Ranger is being forced into retirement…Replacement will be a 2005 Dodge Ram with good speed and strength.

 

Round Three

 

Bosch 4100 DG-09 Portable Table Saw:  Aging tool lineup has limited my birdhouse and other wood crafting projects… accurate, convenient scales, easy blade changes, onboard storage and dust control. The soft-start 15-amp motor has electronic torque control to regulate the output to match the workload. The wheeled stand snaps open or folds flat in a single lever-activated motion.

Round Four

No pick…Traded pick to my daughter last season for a few minutes of quiet…she used the pick for a snow cone machine and a toy to be named later.

Round Five

Increased self-control…Most of my fans say this should have been a higher pick, but I say screw them…current level of self-control has some issues, but still hanging in there…anger a key contributor to some off-field "incidents".

 

Had my first shot of Jamesons at 1:33 Eastern and am now drinking my first of 12-15 planned Red Oaks (local brewery here in NC).

Here's how I see the game going...

Steelers 24      Jets     10

Ben:  17-27, 226, 2 tds, 1 early int.

Heath   6 receptions, 78 yards, 1 td

Hines  5 receptions for 66 yards, 1 td

Mendy   15 carries   89 yards, 1 td

Woodley   2 sacks

Ziggy   2 sacks

Ike   Int

Harrison   2 sacks

 

Today, the Steelers will win. 

They will win not only because the Steelers are more talented and have more heart and character than the Jets.  But when they take the field today, they will be accompanied by former players and fans who are no longer with us.

Today would have been Myron Cope's birthday.  Who can forget good ol' Myron and his not-ready-for-prime-time-voice?  The Steelers win for Myron.

Today they win for Mike Webster, may he and his biceps rest in peace. 

Today they win for Ernie Holmes, Joe Gilliam, Justin Strylczek, Steve Courson and all the rest.  I know there are more, too many more.

Today, they win for Dwight White, my favorite player of all time.  The man who got out of a hospital bed the morning of Super Bowl IX and scored the first points for the Steelers on a safety.

And on a personal note, today they win for my father.  A Steeler fan all his life, both through the lean years of the fifties and sixties and the glory years of the seventies.  He passed away January 24, 2001; ten years ago tomorrow.  Even when the cancer got too much for him to sit up or eat much, we would talk about the Steelers.  Besides his family and his God, the Steelers were number one in his life.  I can still hear him yelling as he did when I was younger  "C'mon defense!  Show'em who we are!".

So let's honor those special people with a hard-fought, Steeler victory.  As Dwight White once said, "You can take this ass whippin' anyway you want it, but your gonna take it.".  Amen, Mad Dog.

Let's show the Jets who we are.

 

We begin the fight for what is ours next Sunday.  Will it be the "genius" coach and the bearded lady or the fat assed foot fetished loud mouth big gutted ego-maniac with cheeto stained fingers?

Or does it matter?  The Lamar Hunt Trophy is ours.  Period.

But this week, the food is a little better, the beer a little colder, mornings are brighter, weather a little warmer, and jobs a little more bearable.  We are Steeler fans and we are going to the AFC Championship.

The Browns are home...

The Bengals are home...

and yes, the Ravens are watching from the couch. 

What could be better? 

Steelers 35   Ravens 18.  Take it to the bookie.

This is a true story.  I experienced the most lucid dream I have ever had last night.

In that dream, I was sitting down to watch the game on Saturday with my youngest daughter.  I was feeling a little sleepy, but was fighting it off because the game was minutes away.

Next thing I know, I wake up and the game is over!  The station is tuned to downhill skiing or some type of winter sport.  I am frantic to discover the score and angry that I fell asleep through the entire thing.

I turn to what I think is ESPN.  No highlights, but I notice the crawl at the bottom of the screen.  Here is what it read:

Steelers 35  Ravens 18....Ward 3 touchdowns...Mendenhall 18 carries -81 yards....Steelers return yards 199 yards...

I don't get the Mendenhall thing and the return yards are a bit odd.  Other than that, go ahead and make plans for the AFC Championship Game.

If that is not enough to assure you that a victory is certain, I will be drinking out of my lucky playoff mug which is 3-0 all-time.

 

 

 

to see the Ravens-Steelers on Saturday!  Third time is a year is more than I or any fan could ask for.  There will be blood!  Let the shit talking begin.

Who else will be worthless his week at work or school?  I'm amped.

God knows I cannot stand anyone on your team, but I respect the team.  At least you're not the friggin' fuzz-bumping Bengals.

Rest up this week, Ravens.  We want your best.  No excuses.  Both teams at full strength, healthy as can be at the end of the season.

Prediction?   Pain.

In part two of this series recounting the stories told by the Steelers' alumni durng Steelers Men's Fantasy Camp,  Levon Kirkland recounts the struggles a young linebacker has trying to control a group of talented, veteran defensive players with strong personalities and bad dispositions.---DWMT

 

 

Levon Kirkland is a really good dude.  He’s also a really big dude with a booming voice and a talent for story telling.

 

Levon replaced pro bowl inside linebacker David Little in 1993, only his second year in the league.  As Levon remembers, the veteran guys did not take kindly to this.  They had played with Little a number of years and resented the new guy whose job it was to call the defensive plays in the huddle and who had taken their friend’s job away.

 

As a result, some of the guys were less than respectful to his authority and sometimes openly challenged it.  Some were more passive, like Rod Woodson who simply did not get in the huddle at all (as Levon said,  “Well, Rod IS God after all.”).  Or Kevin Greene who would act as if he had not heard the call and rush on every play, no matter what the call was.

 

Kirk said he would order some of the younger guys around, but most of the guys just would not get in the huddle and listen.  He would almost have to beg for a huddle to be formed, sometimes asking “Please, get into the huddle.”

 

A special problem was Greg Lloyd.  Most of you will remember Mr. Lloyd who was without a doubt one of the most intimidating figures in the NFL.  As Kirk said, “Lloyd was like a 10th degree kung-fu guy and was willing to use his talents for evil.”

 

Kirk said that each time he would call the defense, Lloyd would yell at him, “Hey Kirk, stop calling the m---- f------ plays so m----- f------ loud!”  He did this on a regular basis until Levon was finally fed up.  He also had Greene on the other side claiming he could not hear the plays at all.

 

As he describes, “A little devil popped up on my shoulder during a game.  The devil said, ‘Hey, how long you gonna take that shit from him?  Say something, G.  Tell that m------ f----- what time it is!’  You’re Levon F----- Kirkland!  We don’t take no shit!’

 

Levon said the angel on the other side was in agreement.  So they all three agreed, something must be done about Mr. Lloyd and his bad attitude.

 

In a game against the Bengals, Lloyd started his shit again.  Kirk snaps and says, “Hey! Get in the damn huddle and shut your m------ f------ mouth!”. He said Lloyd walked over to the huddle and did not say a word, staring at him the entire way.

 

Kirk said all he could think about was getting into the locker room and out of the locker room before Mr. Lloyd could see him after the game.  No shower, no interviews, just undress and go! Which is what he did.  

 

He said all day Monday he watched professional wrestling and perfected his techniques as he knew he would see a disturbed Lloyd the next day.  “What would Rick Flair do?” he thought.

 

Tuesday rolls around and Kirk is at his locker.  He hears “Hey!” from behind him and he knows its Lloyd.  Kirk says he slowly reaches behind him for his helmet as it was his intention to get one good whack at Lloyd with the helmet and run like hell.

 

Kirk turns around and sees a shirtless Lloyd who says, “Yo G.  Way to take control of the m-------  f-------‘ huddle.” Then he walks away.

 

No more problems from anyone after that…

 

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Next up:  Bubby Brister and Merrill Hoge cause Coach Cowher problems during training camp.

 

 

This is part one of a series in which I will try to recount some of the stories the Steelers alumni told during this year’s Steelers Men’s Fantasy Camp.  There are lots of stories and I know I will not retell them as well as they were told to the group, but I will do my best…---DWMT

 

 

In the early seventies, Kolb owned a ranch somewhere outside of Pittsburgh where he raised horses.  The ranch was quite large and was a place where various players would often come to hunt deer during the season.  As Kolb explains it, hunting there was no major challenge as he would occasionally throw corn out for them.

 

 

 

 

One day in the locker room, he and several players, including Jack Lambert, were talking about going hunting.  Bradshaw overheard the conversation and asked if he could come along.  This was not a common occurrence as TB often stayed to himself at that point in his career.  Kolb agreed, adding that Sam Davis was coming over the next morning as well.

 

Bradshaw arrives at the ranch early in the morning and Kolb finds him in the barn petting some of his horses.  Bradshaw asks if he could ride and Kolb says sure.  But good old TB does not know who to saddle the horse.  Kolb relates that he always assumed TB knew how to saddle a horse because he had a belt buckle the size of a dinner plate.

 

So Kolb saddles the horse up.  Bradshaw then starts twirling a rope around, clumsily.  He asks Kolb if he knows how to “lasso things”.  Kolb replies that he often has to catch some younger horses up and put them in the barn.

 

TB then says “Hey, lasso me!” and starts running.  So Kolb rolls his eyes, trots the horse out of the barn and lassos the soon-to-be Hall of Fame quarterback.  Bradshaw, Kolb says, is totally caught in the rope:  arms to the side, legs tightly pulled together since he struggled against the rope. 

 

Kolb ties the other end of the rope to the horse’s saddle and goes over to get Bradshaw free.  When he gets there, Bradshaw asks (as Kolb but it, “I have no idea to this day why he asked this.”)  “Whaddya  think would happen if I spooked that horse?”  Before Kolb could respond to this out of the blue question, TB yelled “Yee-Haw!!” and off went the horse, dragging the great Terry Bradshaw behind it.

 

Kolb said it looked like a power boat during the Three Rivers Regatta.  Grass was spraying up from behind Bradshaw as the horse was on a dead sprint toward the barb wire fence.  Oh God, Kolb said!  He is dead for sure!  I just killed our quarterback!  How would I explain this to Chuck?  To the media?  To the Rooneys?

 

After about 500 yards, the horse stops to eat some grass.  Bradshaw is trying desperately to free himself.  Kolb is behind them trying to catch up.  Finally, he gets near the horse and off it goes again.  Another 200 to 300 yards before stopping.

 

This time, Kolb is able to grab the rope and free Bradshaw.  TB is beaten up and bloodied pretty good.  Then the horse starts to run again, taking Kolb who still has hold of the rope a few hundred yards as well.

 

Finally, the horse stops.  Kolb walks the horse back to where Bradshaw is still laying, moaning and bleeding. 

 

By that time, Sam Davis arrives, walks up, looks at both Kolb and Bradshaw, both bloodied from the ordeal and asks if they are still going hunting.

 

Kolb says they played Dallas the next weekend and Bradshaw threw a couple of touchdowns and never mentioned the incident to him. 

 

John Stallworth told us later that if he had been there, he shoots the horse along with Kolb and Davis.

 

Kolb says when TB does tell the story, it is much, much different!

 

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Up Next:  Levon Kirkland battles angels, demons, and  Greg Lloyd!

 

I was somewhat saddened by the firing of our beloved psychopathic kicker.  He contributed a great deal to the pleasure of Steeler Nation.  Dye-jobs, season-beards, urination in undesignated areas, abuse of gas station property, short kick offs, long excuses, and the occasional abuse of the fans.  Ah, Skippy, we'll miss ya!

But his departure means something different to me...

In early June this year, I went to Steelers Men's Fantasy Camp.  For those not familiar, the Steelers bring in alumni and at least one current player to instruct old men like me in the ways of Steelers football.  I highly recommend it!

Our instuctors were Bubby Brister (quarterbacks), Yancey Thigpen (receivers), Mike Wagner (defensive backs), John Kolb (offensive lineman), John Banasak (defensive lineman), Levon Kirkland (linebackers) and  Jeff Reed (kickers for some reason).

As we rotated through each drill, every alumni did their utmost to show us the basics of the position.  And each of them was wonderful.  Bubby Brister was spectacularly funny, Kirkland made me do push ups after I told him I was a pacifist, John Kolb had us bear crawling up hills at St. Vincent College, and Yancey might be the coolest mofo I have ever met.  It was the very best sports experience of my life.  The guys were all good to us, made time to talk, answered questions and Brister took us out to Sharky's for more than a few beers!

Everyone did their best....except Skippy.

His instruction consisted of little more than "This is a football.  This is a foot.  This is an upright.  Kick."   Then he stood back and talked to one of the trainers. 

He did however enlighten us as to how "the quarterback" was treated better than him because he was a star, how he was treated poorly at UNC (tried to make him quit by running stairs),  how he is always week to week, how the media gets it all wrong about him (he did not piss in public, it was Matt Spaeth according to Reed), and how pleased he was that he has two SB rings.  He also said he loves Pittsburgh and the Rooneys.

Personally, I was not really into kicking instruction.  I think kicking should be eliminated from the sport.  But there were guys who wanted to learn and Skippy did not seem to give two shits.  Maybe he was being made to be there, but there was no effort on his part.  He was not particularly approachable either.  He was just "there".  On a side note, he is a big dude as far as kickers go.  His thighs are huge.  I don't know why he is not capable of longer kick offs.

Reed struck me as a typical spoiled athlete.  And that might have been a bigger straw that finally broke the kickers back than the kicks he missed.

I for one think cutting him was a mistake. We are going to need a kick or two in December.  And although he seemed to be a douche, he was our douche.

Bye, Skippy. 

 

From Yahoo Sports...

Before he was traded to the Minnesota Vikings, Randy Moss got into a catfight with Tom Brady about, all of things, his facial hair.

According to Charley Casserly of CBS, Brady and Moss had a verbal altercation before the trade and that the pair had to be separated. During the spat, Brady told his receiver to shave his beard. Moss responded that Brady should cut his hair, because he looks like a girl.

Gentlemen, gentleman; both your follicle-stylings look awful. Brady telling Moss that his hair looks bad is like Creed telling Nickleback that they're lame. Takes one to know one.

What do you think?

In no particular order...

 

• Our beloved Steelers running out of the tunnel in Heinz Field with the Terrible Towels waving.
• The reaction of the crowd in Heinz Field when they realize "Renegade" is about to play.
• Woodley and Harrison coming off the corners and converging on Flacco.
• The face of a Browns fan enduring yet another miserable season.
• Rex Ryan's post game press conferences later in the season when he realizes his team isn't quite as good as he hyped it to be.
• T.O. throwing a hissy fit on Carson Palmer on the sidelines.
• Troy taking an interception "to the house".
• Big Ben trotting on the field.
• Mike Wallace making a cornerback look like he's in reverse.
• Tomlin accepting a 7th Lombardi.
  
  

I have to admit.  I love fantasy sports   I do.  I've been playing since college when we had to calculate by hand and the geekiest guy kept all the stats through box scores.

Nowadays, its lots easier.  Plus, it's football which is far superior in my mind that rotessiere baseball.

I also like the interesting team names people come up with.  I used to be The Mean Machine every year.  Now, I've diversified.

I play in three leagues on ESPN Fantasy and one league with $2400 pot (24 guys paying $100 each).

Here are my team names:

• The Paula Maloos
• Mike Tomlin's Afro
• Buck the Frowns (league for Clevelanders)
• Fart Storm

 

Okay, start sharing.  Bring the funny!

CHAMPIONSHIP!!

The Paula Maloos also have...

Mike Wallace, Heath Miller and Skippy the Kicker.  Things could not be better

With qb Phillip Rivers, rb tandem of Stephen Jackson and Redman and the Ravens defense (yeah, I know...the Steelers were not available), we should have the league sewed up by week 3.

I currently am on a 12 year streak of non-championships. 

Redman will deliver me from this slump.  He will.  I know he will.

 

 

NFL to Expand Season as Long as It Takes to Permanently Injure Ray Lewis

NEW YORK—NFL commissioner Roger Goodell announced plans Monday to expand the 2011-2012 football season from the usual 16 games to as many as it takes for Baltimore Ravens linebacker Ray Lewis to suffer a career-ending injury. "We know what millions of loyal football fans really want to see: more games, and Ray Lewis suffering a catastrophic head or knee injury that keeps him off the field forever, so this is just a total win-win," said Goodell, adding that if necessary, the Ravens would play 15 games in a row against the Saints and their top-ranked offensive line. "Eighteen, 20, 30 games—hell, we'll play 50 games if [Lewis] still has any sensation from the waist down whatsoever." League officials added that if the 14-year veteran were somehow still standing after 72 games, they would remain open to backing over him with a truck and starting the playoffs the following week.

Good bye, Capitals!  HaHaHaHa.  #1 seed -----gone like a fart in a windtunnel.  What a bunch of LOSERS.

 

Way to go, Canadiens.  Playing touch defense at the right time and closing Washington out IN Washington.  Wow

While obviuosly the Montreal goalie played out of his head, the Caps should be ashamed.  No power play, no nothing.

Can't spell Ovechkin without a C-H-O-K-E.  He's an asshole anyway.

Go Pens Go!  Another Stanley Cup.

While Rod Woodson was stepping to the podium to announce the Steelers' first round choice, I could swear I heard the fans chanting:  "She said no!  She said no!".

Rod looked a little put off and the NFL network guys did not acknowledge it, but it was a truly uncomfortable moment

 

Harbinger of things to come this season.  Ben better have rhino skin.  I can imagine the chants coming from Cleveland and Baltimore fans this season...

That's right, boys and girls.  Good ol' DWMT is going to the 2010 Steelers Fantasy Camp. 

 My best friend and I have one weekend a year in which we leave family life and do something cool.  This year's trip is to Pittsburgh, then Latrobe to "work out" with Steeler alumni like Levon Kirkland, Bubby Brister, Jon Kolb, Yancey Thigpen, John Banasak, etc. 

Friday, we tour Heinz Field, then drive to Latrobe.

We work out Saturday and then have an afternoon "team meeting" with a yet to be named current Steeler coach.  Saturday evening includes a dinner with guest speaker John Stallworth!

We are staying for two nights at Saint Vincent College dorms in Latrobe.

On Sunday, there is a skills competition and they raffle off Steeler memorabilia and tickets to home games.

As you can guess, I am pumped.  It's the first weekend in June and it can't come soon enough.

Would you guys like details afterward?

While it may be several years before we know it, there will be some highly regarded players that will leave a team saying "What the hell were we thinking?" after drafting them.

Whose the next Ryan Leaf?  Tony Mandrich?  Tim Worley?  Rick Mirer?  Sweed?

 

Here's a list to start:

 

1)  Jimmy Clausen:  Just don't see it.   I think Tebow may prove to be a better pro quarterback.  I may be biased because I hate Notre Dame and Charlie Weiss, but I watched the kid alot and think Brady Quinn was better. 

2)  Terrence Cody:  Liked him at first, but seems to have a self-discipline problem.  Two words:  Man boobs.

3)  Dez Bryant:  Lots of raw ability, but a 5 cent head that will keep him in trouble.  Cincinnati bound!

4)  Sergio Kindle:  Again, lots of talent, but a questionable head.  Crashed his car into an apartment building last summer while texting.  'Nuff said.  Injury prone?

5)  Anthony Davis:  Could be great, could be garbage. Sometimes his effort is not there.

 

Feel free to add or argue.

I know, I know. 

We are all supposed to reserve judgment on Ben until the facts come out. 

However I think most of the facts are already out:

1)  Ben placed himself in a compromising position AGAIN.

2)  Ben's decision making is extremely questionable at best  (no helmet, two accusations of sexual abuse).

3)  Ben demonstrates that he is not yet an adult through his poor decisions.

4)  I had to dance around the issue with my eight year old daughter who proudly wears a #7 jersey after she watched SportsCenter.

5) This latest incident proves he is not worthy of being the face of the Pittsburgh Steelers.

6)  Little Ben is thinking for Big Ben.

7)  Where there is smoke, there is fire.

 

I've been a Steeler fan for 35 years and  I will be until I die.   But this guy is disgracing our beloved franchise.  If  he is convicted, I say "good bye, Mr. R."  Even if he is not, I think something seriously needs to be done about his choices.  Put him on a short leash.  We cannot and should not sit still for this behavior as fans.