If Byron Leftwich were a boxer, he’d have climbed through the ropes Sunday night with a scouting report that he was rusty as a wet razor, that he couldn’t connect with the right hook and that he had anvils for feet.
Then he’d have scored a first-round knockdown by floating like a butterfly and stinging like a bee.
Hey, the Steelers were dressed for the latter, right?
And then …
Well, the trouble with this bout at Heinz Field — taken by the Ravens, 13-10, on all three judges’ scorecards — is that there were still a lot of rounds to go, a lot of punches to be thrown.
And man, did Leftwich bear the brunt of those punches.