Not without cause, the Steelers' dramatic drafting of Devin Bush has dominated discussion of their 2019 class. Everyone wanted defense, everyone wanted splash.
Art Rooney II, ever the proud papa with his expressions, was gently grinning a little extra, as if admiring a prodigy child knocking 'em dead at the piano recital.
"I know I'm going to hit." That was Francisco Cervelli back in Bradenton. I'd asked about the Pirates' offense. Challenged him, actually.
What do Sidney Crosby, Nikita Kucherov, Connor McDavid, Leon Draisaitl, Brad Marchand, Patrick Kane, Johnny Gaudreau, Steven Stamkos and Alexander Barkov have in common?
Everybody wants excitement from an NFL Draft and, thus, everybody wants the Steelers to trade up for the next Troy Polamalu or Santonio Holmes.
Baseball's beautiful. I'll bet it didn't feel that way to the Pirates or the 12,396 faithful at PNC Park on this Easter Sunday at roughly, oh, 4:24 p.m. Eastern Daylight...
"They're a little bit hungrier. They want more, like, to win. They're blocking shots, they're forechecking, backchecking, like ... they look like they want more to win."
Sidney Crosby and Jake Guentzel scoreless? OK, they're human. And in Guentzel's case, he's pushing through an injury that'd normally keep him out.
It's not the fire. It's the focus. And it's been that from the start.
Apparently, Mike Sullivan's plan for Game 2 of the Penguins' Stanley Cup playoff series against the Islanders will be to push the Game 1 plan right through the wringer.
Scratching Jack Johnson doesn't singularly set the stage for any Stanley Cup playoff outcome, and it'd be silly to suggest anything of the sort.
It'll be the Penguins and Matt Murray vs. the Islanders and Robin Lehner ... and the renovated shrunken remnants of old Nassau Veterans Coliseum.
"We have all the tools to be successful. We just have to pull together, play the same way. I think that’s the key in the playoffs: Everybody’s got to pull...
"I thought I had him. This time, I was sure." Marcus Pettersson didn't have Sidney Crosby. No one ever really has him.
Francisco Cervelli was huffing away at his stall, and not just because he'd finally finished his standard sweat-fest following the Pirates' 7-5 sweep-capping clubbing of the Reds.
The Penguins will partake in the Stanley Cup playoffs. Also coming in 2019: Death and taxes, Downtown jaywalking, and a downpour on the opening day of the Three Rivers Arts...
This was Clint Hurdle's fault, right? He pulls Jameson Taillon after seven smooth innings, a reasonable pitch count of 85, and a two-run lead blew up within minutes.
Knowing Jameson Taillon, he probably hadn't stepped a single stride off that mound in Cincinnati before seeking out the first positive. Four runs and six hits over six-plus innings?
When Francisco Cervelli slides into home, his arms playfully sprayed wide with a simulated safe sign before the actual call, that's always been there.
No one ever credits the coaches. Not even the coaches will do that, come to think of it.
"Just wasn't my day." It was, actually. Corey Dickerson was having a wonderful opening day.
Can't predict ball, as they say. And definitely can't predict the Pirates.
It’s time to put the foot down. Of all the classic Clint Hurdle-isms, I'd have to say that's the most common.
The Pirates won 82 games last season, have most of a good pitching staff back, and have no chance? They don't want to hear it.
This must have been something like what those eighth-century Europeans experienced when the Vikings would sail up to their coasts.
Jared McCann was still strapped into his skates several minutes after the Penguins had set down the Stars, 3-2, but that wasn't about to stop him.