Long after we’ve traveled over Three Rivers and through the woods to grandmother’s house, and following the annual ritual where in five minutes families consume eighteen hours worth of cooking, and even as the tryptophan is drawing us bleary eyed to the couch, Steelers Nation will get their just desserts as their team takes on the Luck-less Indianapolis Colts in an evening soiree.
Will it be another feast for sore eyes in the fashion of last Sunday’s Browns beating, or will it be just another pie in the face for a wearied Black and Gold fan base?