Dear Prognosticators ~
My father, my hero, the founding coach o'my heart, Paul Pilarcik fought valiantly and then, peacefully, on the very last day of summer, left this world as we know it. His spirit didn't, couldn't and will never. It's alive on any given Sunday and where footballs fly and good guts and gumption know to always exceed mere just getting by.
This Steeler fan is headed to Ohio now to be with family and love our Paul all the more. I turn this stadium over into the classy capable hands of Hustling Harry and sweet savvy successful Sugar Sack to tell you in the Comments section how to place your picks. Mine will be known to Hustling Harry, that Bronco fan of no disdain when he checks what ESPN's Pigskins Pickems have to indi'kate about my standings and that of History's Heroes and the Boardwalk Surf Warrior . . .
Will someone finally "try" to give Sugar Sack, that Monday morn QuarterBack a run for her yardage? Natch, she snatched the grand prizarino of peanut M&M's once again.
Thanks for understanding
and for a stadium of concern you've rifle armed to me and my inner strengths to be more like Paul with the ability to care, comfort and inspire my family along the way ...
Dad/Paul would really wish you to pick the Steelers this week. Don't let him down. I never did.
That's why they call me "Absolutely".