I may not be the most knowledgeable man in all of sports-writing (many middle-school sports writers have better writing chops than I) but what I lack in writing skills I make up in Photoshop. Here’s an image in preparation for Sunday’s big game against the hated New England Patriots (check local listings as the Pats may not be referred to as “hated” in your area):
Sure, the “all your base” reference is more used up than minutes on a Kelvin Sampson cell phone during recruiting season but it still makes me laugh.
I’m on the look-out for more images; let me know what you find!
Pittsburgh Steelers coach Bill “The Scowler” Cowher is set to retire from the game he hates. Or loves. I’ve never been able to tell by his expression.
From The North County Times:
The Pittsburgh Steelers will hold a news conference today, at which coach Bill Cowher is expected to announce his retirement, the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette reported on its Web site.
Cowher, the Steelers’ coach for 15 seasons and one of the NFL’s best-known figures, met with team owner Dan Rooney and president Art Rooney II on Tuesday and asked for a few days to weigh his future plans.
Cowher called Dan Rooney from his new home in Raleigh, N.C., on Thursday afternoon to say he had made up his mind. The two sides did not discuss any contract terms, a sign Cowher will resign with one season left on his contract. Cowher has talked of wanting to spend more time with his family, especially now that they are living out of state. Cowher’s two oldest daughters are at Princeton and the youngest has only 2 1/2 years of high school remaining, time Cowher doesn’t want to spend away from her.
I’m gonna miss the guy. No, really - I am. He gave guys like Antwaan Randle-El and Kordell Stewart the means to build a career of versatility. He oozed excitement, power, passion in the game. Even with the ultra-crappy 8-8 record the Steelers gained as they trudged thru this season, he’s still retiring at the top of his game in my book.
Here’s hoping his retirement is Big-Tuna style. I can’t imagine the game of football without The Scowler prowling the sideline of an NFL team.
Playing sports has never been this guy’s forte. In High School, he received the “heart award” for his contribution as a Power Forward on the Junior Varsity team. That was his Senior year. This man was built for one thing in the Wide World of Sports: sitting and watching. More competent observers will argue these are two things, but that’s not important to Shawn. He knows when he’s right, even when wrong is staring him in the face. The zenith of armchair-quarterbackery.