BALTIMORE -- If Martians -- as in real Martians from Mars, big antennas, buggy eyes, the whole deal -- had landed in Maryland over the weekend, and they'd learned about football on, say, Saturday night, they'd have been able to come up with this simple three-step scheme to stop the Steelers' offense:
1. Assign as many of the armada as possible to cover Antonio Brown.
2. Rely on a stout defensive front to stuff Le'Veon Bell, and do it without any blitzy stuff so all those extra bodies can be free to follow AB.
3. Safely assume that Mike Tomlin and the rest of the Steelers' coaching staff would be so stubborn, so stupid as to allow those first two to take place for three-quarters of the game without a solitary adjustment.
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