Those weren't thigh pads--that was Earl. :-)
I swear to God, his thighs were bigger than my waist and I'm no lightweight.
He was a hell of a runner, but he really took a lot of punishment (and doled it out too). Those collisions in those Houston/Steeler games were unbelievable.
I really believe that the Steeler-Oilers rivalry was even a little greater than the Steeler-Raiders rivalry there for awhile.
You guys got robbed in the corner of the end zone in that game where your receiver (name escapes me) actually caught the ball. You should have won that game.