Titans running back Derrick Henry converted an enormous first down on third-and-10 as Tennessee was trying to run the clock out with a bit under two minutes left. The Chiefs tackled him. Huge mistake.
There are so many small things. The crucifix around Fitzpatrick’s neck is always centered. As he traveled the South to pick up individual honors this month—among others, he won the Chuck Bednarik Award, given to the nation’s best defensive player—he had the Alabama staff call ahead to make sure the hotel spas could accommodate treatments for his sore left hamstring. When he took photos with each trophy, he adjusted his hands so as not to cover the plaque’s face. He corrects his mother when she mixes up there and their in texts. He follows his siblings and two-year-old nephew around his dorm when they visit, straightening up whatever they knock over.
Twice in the first half, Falcons quarterback Matt Ryan lobbed a pass into coverage that could’ve been intercepted by the Eagles if not for Jones making a pass breakup.
“Be your own man,” Aron implored his son. “Never be a follower.” And Stefon would define himself by those words—even more than by his ability to change direction at top speed or execute ankle-breaking stutter-steps. At Good Counsel (Md.) High he ran a small business selling custom jeans, splattered with colorful paint and snipped up with scissors. Today he drives a silver Jeep with a football-sized Jurassic Park decal slapped across the driver’s side door, and throughout this season he wore cleats designed to honor Eminem, Kobe Bryant and SpongeBob SquarePants. In warmups he’s prone to skip around the sideline in skintight short-shorts, playing catch with children in the stands.
But this wasn’t any normal interception by Myles Jack. He looked like a wide receiver by looking the football in and making sure he got his feet in bounds:
The last time these two teams played, Roethlisberger threw five interceptions. On Pittsburgh’s second drive Sunday, he’s got one more.