The statute of limitations on the Colts’ ignoble desertion of Baltimore ran out the moment Robert Irsay’s life did. Which is good, because I’m prepared to forgive them: I always did like Jim Harbaugh, especially during the period when the Colts were experimenting with the no-offensive-line-whatsoever formation, and Harbaugh was getting his teeth shoved down his throat on every down, and dude just kept getting back up. And then he punched out that big jake, Jim Kelly! Awesome!