Hampton had dragged his big body out of his warm bed at the crack of dawn to catch an early flight to Detroit with seven other Steelers who, one by one, made their way slowly into the sanctuary, tired and aching, little more than 12 hours after they had beaten the Tampa Bay Buccaneers at Heinz Field. Ike Taylor. Deshea Townsend. Clark Haggans, who was hobbling because of a bad wheel. James Farrior. Joey Porter. Charlie Batch. Ben Roethlisberger, who organized the trip and arranged for the private jet.
“We’re here for Bussie because he’d be there for each one of us,” Roethlisberger said with a look that made it clear no further explanation was necessary.
Man, he just REALLY wants me to love him doesn’t he?