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Steelers vs. Chiefs

2015 NFL Week 7:

An Ode to Autumn

Autumn has always been my favorite time of year. And then I moved to Los Angeles.

Los Angeles has no discernible seasons anymore and it has only gotten worse since my arrival there from Boston in 1990. Yes, there used to be subtle temperature changes after September, but this October has been one of the hottest months in memory. By all that is right and just in the world, IT SHOULD NOT BE 100 DEGREES IN OCTOBER!

I find myself in Upstate NY today on a family matter. Family matters are like open mouth sores, but ya gotta do what ya gotta do.  However, if there is one ray of sunshine, it’s that the rays of sunshine here don’t give you second-degree burns. They actually make 48 degrees feel even better.  I’ll be here for a few more weeks, breathing in fresh, crisp air, taking in the incredible colors of the season, watching the leaves fall and dealing with family matters.

Halloween is right around the corner, and while I have no costume picked out (I usually dress up as former Rhode Island governor and now failed Presidential candidate Lincoln Chafee), it will be fun to hand out cavity-enhancing candy to all the princesses, superheroes and mini Marco Rubios who will be knocking on my sister’s door.

“Here you go, have a Snickers bar and a copy of my latest screenplay.” Nobody hands out screenplays like I do.

Autumn is best enjoyed with football. And there is much enjoyment on tap tomorrow.

And beer. Family matters are best served with a nice case of beer and Valium. If you don’t hear from me next week, you’ll know why.

Let’s get it on!


When the Steelers have the ball, the big question will be, “who’s going to throw said ball?” As of press time” (yeah, I like to think in grandiose terms), it was still undecided if Ben Roethlisberger will be under center or promising Landry (“Don’t Call Me Barnaby!’) Jones, he of the one career game.   My heart says “Ben,” but my gut screams “Tums™!” Ben is questionable as of press time and Jones has been getting the lion’s share of first-team reps in practice, so go with my gut. Or kick me in the gut if I’m mistaken.

Super linebacker Ryan Shazier will be back from Boo-Boo World, and I can see defensive coordinator Keith Butler dialing up a pack, nay a gaggle, of blitzes.

And there’s a reason why. Please sing along (bluesy style) with me:

Oh we’re goin’ to Kansas City

Kansas City, here we come

Oh we’re goin’ to Kansas City

Kansas City, here we come

Well, we got Bell and Williams lined up

And you poor guys got no one…


“Pass! Pass! And pass again.”

Quarterback Alex Smith better warm up that suspect arm of his, because the Chiefs, bereft of All-Pro running back Jamal Charles, have no running game. They gained 57 rushing yards last week against the stalwart Vikings. They have some guy named Charcandrick West toting the pigskin. Now while he may be the best running back in the league named “Charcandrick,” he is not much of a threat to take the Steelers to task.

“Pass, Alex, pass!”

To compound the lowly Chiefs misery, they may have one very woozy wide receiver named Jeremy Maclin taking the field, concussion or no concussion. As of press time, his thinking may be fuzzier than an old Teddy Bear.


Ben or no Ben, the Steelers roll into Kansas City with the wind at their backs. I’m not saying it will be a cakewalk. Arrowhead Stadium is not an easy place to play in. And why would anybody want to walk on cake?  But the Chiefs are hurting and may also be without the services of solid defensive lineman Mike (“In-A-Gadda”) DeVito and linebacker Tamba Hali.

Autumn is a time for victories!

Final Score: Steelers 24, Chiefs 13.

Phil Lebovits

SCB Steeler Blogger, in a van down by the river