This article contains opinion.
Well, where the hell do I start?
OK, first, you better start reading this article by sitting down, shutting up and drinking a beer.
In case you forgot, there was a football game Thursday night at FirstEnergy Stadium in Cleveland. Most fans forgot there was a professional football game played before the game-ending melee.
So, let’s begin by talking about the actual game.
The Steelers looked like a different team than their previous six games. Steelers fans, do not overreact. As bad as Mason Rudolph and the offense looked, they just beat the Los Angeles Rams, who have a defense consisting of Aaron Donald, Clay Matthews, Jalen Ramsey, Dante Fowler Jr. and Eric Weddle, in a late afternoon game Sunday.
That was an impressive achievement if you ask me. That was the game everyone had the Steelers losing before their schedule got easy.
Put this in perspective: the hardest-fought game of the season ended Sunday night.
There were only three days of rest before they were on the road in Cleveland against a healthy and desperate divisional rival. In that game, Pittsburgh’s offense lost its starting running back, star wide receiver and the up-and-coming Diontae Johnson.
Therefore, Rudolph (the back-up quarterback) had to play with an injured roster in the seventh game of his career. The defense has been playing phenomenally, but it is young.
They shut down the Rams better than the Chicago Bears, the reigning No. 1 defense from a season before (per Pro Football Reference).
How mad can you be at the defense who has won all five games of the season thus far? A short week after their hardest-fought W, the Steelers were now up against the talents of Odell Beckham Jr., Jarvis Landry, Nick Chubb and Kareem Hunt.
This is no loss for Pittsburgh fans to hang their heads on. However, this is a loss that left Steeler players hanging their heads.
No, not because they were upset; rather, their heads were knocked unconscious with a clear intent of the opponent.
This is the part of the article where everyone can agree, the Cleveland Browns were, are and forever will be the laughingstock of the NFL. Not one sensible analyst can look at their play Thursday and say, “good win.”
The triple-decker head sandwich they put on JuJu Smith-Schuster was uncalled for. The worst play of the day, in my opinion, was Damarius Randall’s vicious helmet to helmet hit on Johnson.
The fact that Randall smiled as he watched it on the jumbotron while Johnson lay on the field unconscious should disgust any sports fan. Then, as he was rightfully ejected from the game, he threw a hissy fit on the field.
All of this lead up to the final “play” of the game. You all know what happened, as it has been across national news all week.
Myles Garrett hit Rudolph in the head with his helmet. Garrett has been fined twice this season, once for a late hit ending Trevor Sieman’s season. Now, he is suspended indefinitely for the rest of the season.
I am upset the Browns could not beat the Steelers fair and square. I wish for once I can look at a Cleveland Browns logo on football Sunday and say, “Wow, this isn’t as bad as my Natty splatter this morning,” but I can’t. Ask their fans – the Browns are a factory of sadness.