James Harrison is making a career out of tormenting the Baltimore Ravens, crowding a season's worth of statistics into each game he plays against them.
On that glorious March day when Ben Roethlisberger signed his $102 million contract, he joked about the silly, unrealistic expectations on Steelers quarterbacks.
To a man, the Ravens stood before the microphones yesterday, displayed great professionalism and poise, and suppressed their deeply held, collective belief that Steelers wide receiver Hines Ward is the spawn of Satan.