Let's sweeten the deal then, shall we?
First, here is a picture of my boobs. It's on your hosting
Secondly, how's about a little wager? As you can see here, I've got a BOX O' MYSTERY. IF the Bengals manage to screw up the monumentally easy task of beating a rookie quarterback and his receiving corps featuring a WR from MSU (and don't you think I know what this means?), I'll send you this BOX O' MYSTERY and the contents therein.
What's in it, you say? If I told you, it would be much of a mystery, would it? Used Kleenex (used how? that's another mystery!), a rolex, possibly a BAG O' MYSTERY? Could it be a piece of feces? Maybe it's many pieces of feces? It's equally possible that I've put the keys to a brand new speedboat in it. It's akin to Schrodinger's Cat, really. You have no idea what's inside, and for you to open it, you're destroying the idea of the Cat; there's an equal possibility that anything at all is inside. Now, I see it dawning in your eyes. You're realizing what's happening here. For the Steelers to win this Sunday, the very LAWS OF PHYSICS that keep us going will have to be broken. You know what happens when you break a law, right? You go to jail. This in mind, I'm sure the Steelers will lose because the Ravens have a pretty good monopoly on well known players in jail.
Fear the box.