Chapter 600: Shattering the Steel Curtain
Cornerback Fowler erupted like a Super Saiyan, unleashing astonishing energy. But that also meant rapid energy depletion—and Fowler's personal ceiling wasn't limitless. If this continued, he wouldn't be able to keep up with Brown's pace.
The Kansas City Chiefs' defense couldn't place all the burden on Fowler. They needed to relieve pressure from other areas—
Blitz.
Unlike the first half, the Chiefs now applied significantly more pressure on the defensive front, refusing to let Roethlisberger pass with ease.
Roethlisberger wasn't afraid of blitzes. In fact, he often capitalized on the gaps created to launch strikes downfield. But that was relative—his bulky frame, while resistant to hits, also made him less agile.
Even without sacks, effective collisions and disruption of his vision could destabilize his throws.
And once Roethlisberger's passing rhythm was broken, Brown's threat would also diminish—buying Fowler more time in one-on-one coverage.
So then, it happened—
"Pressure!"
"Defensive end Jones crashes into Roethlisberger! No sack, but the hit shakes him—he stays upright, but that's not a clean pocket anymore!"
"He releases the ball!"
"Targeting… Washington?"
"But—"
"Interception!"
"Justin Houston! He jumped the route from a gap—unbelievable!"
"Roethlisberger's passing vision was distorted; the ball drifted off-target. It's unclear if the pass was meant for Washington or Brown, but Fowler again played tight coverage, not letting Brown break free. Houston, with veteran instincts, read the opening and grabbed it easily."
"Houston's returning the ball!"
"Oh! Thankfully, the Steelers' offensive line reacted fast and tripped him—preventing the return from going far."
"Still, it's the second turnover by the Steelers—and both were forced by the Chiefs. First a fumble, now a pick."
"The reigning champions seized their chance to turn the tide—now firmly in control…"
"Flag on the field."
"Hold on—there's a yellow flag!"
"Foul on… Antonio Brown."
"Brown caught pulling—he's furious! He's shouting at Fowler! Tension rising—this could spiral out of control."
"This is getting ugly for the Steelers."
Chaos unfolded.
Tomlin paused for a second, his gaze faltering. He suddenly understood the source of his unease—
Momentum was gone.
His heart sank.
From a tactical view, Bell's holdout wasn't catastrophic. Rookie RB Conner, after enough game reps, should've grown into the role. That's what Tomlin believed.
But strategically, the impact was pervasive.
First—Tomlin himself. Whether trying to prove Conner's adequacy or shifting to a pass-heavy approach, it all boiled down to one thing: he was trying to send a message to Bell—
You're holding out? I don't care.
Which meant—Bell was already affecting Tomlin's mindset. He wasn't coaching objectively anymore.
Second—the players. They could feel Tomlin's simmering frustration. The pressure was in the air. And when the Chiefs absorbed the Steelers' best punches and countered even harder, morale cracked.
Layer after layer of stress led to anxiety, doubt—even self-questioning:
Was Pittsburgh truly weaker without Bell?
The team's rhythm collapsed.
Last season, in Week 6 of the regular season, Pittsburgh and Kansas City went toe-to-toe till the final whistle. The Steelers believed their win was no fluke. They had faith, hunger—they fought to the last second.
Now, with a five-point deficit and the fourth quarter just starting, the doubt was palpable. It wasn't just Tomlin. That creeping anxiety was spreading.
Tomlin's instincts were dead-on—
He refused to surrender. This game wasn't over. The scoreline still had suspense. Even beyond this match, they had to bite down and fight. If they didn't rally now, it would spiral beyond a single loss.
Tomlin snapped back into focus.
However—
The collapse was already underway.
Over there—the Chiefs had rediscovered their spirit after enduring fierce clashes.
Following their revitalized run game, Mahomes regained composure and confidence. His passing choices and defensive reads returned to form. This young QB was visibly maturing under pressure.
Meanwhile—the Steelers tried to make desperate plays to reclaim control.
But the more desperate they got, the more chaotic they became. Their system fell apart. With stamina dropping, mistakes mounted. The game slipped from their hands.
It wasn't just the defense. The offense cracked, too.
The illusion of preseason positivity popped like a bubble. Their flaws—previously masked—were fully exposed. They looked prepared, but were rattled at their core.
By now, it was obvious—Bell's absence had indeed stirred unrest within the Steelers' ranks.
Had they faced a different opponent, maybe it wouldn't have been this bad. But they drew the young, fearless, red-hot Chiefs—and were pushed to the brink.
One thing was clear: the Chiefs-Steelers rivalry was far from over.
But the suspense of this fourth quarter vanished fast—like a bubble bursting. All the tension of the first three quarters melted into anticlimax.
The Steelers had a real chance to cut the deficit. But a helmet-grabbing foul in the red zone killed it. They failed on 4th-and-3 and wasted their final scoring chance. They ended the fourth quarter scoreless.
30:49.
The 2018 season opener—after three quarters of knife-edge tension—collapsed into a fourth-quarter rout. No one expected the start, the middle, or the end to play out this way. The game ended with bitter disappointment.
The reigning champion Kansas City Chiefs withstood the test—defeating the Steelers to open the season with a bang.
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