As the Steelers’ first preseason game approaches each summer, I tell myself I’m not going to do it, but I do it anyway.
What is that, you ask?
I get excited.
Why do I get excited? Because I love football, of course, and nearly seven months without it is enough to make any die-hard fan yearn for its return — regardless of the form.
In the case of Pittsburgh’s very first preseason game this Thursday night in Philadelphia against the Super Bowl-champion Eagles, the form will be quite predictable.