Previewing the Week: Baltimore, Ho!

I admit that I will be as emotional as anyone Sunday and it will only be in small part because the Steelers are playing their bitter rivals.  Flight 93 crashed, pretty much literally, in my childhood backyard -- five miles away from that small red house, as the crow flies. So, yeah, it's as personal to me as anyone living in New York City or any other American, and I will probably cry more than once.  I'm man enough to admit that.

But part of it will definitely be that football has begun anew.  This is The Season That Might Not Have Been.  We were perilously close to not having football this year, or at least having an abbreviated season.  Of course, that same greed that brought off-season activities to a screeching halt ultimately was the same greed that brought it back, because neither players or owners could see any benefit in making no money this season regardless of what they were each forced to concede.