The Steelers are on their “bye” this week, so there is no game for me to dress for or obsess over. So what to do, what to do?
Make do, that’s what to do.
Earlier this week, I spotted a story about the Ratbirds coach John Harbaugh complaining about some of the music that was played when his team was at Heinz Field, two Sundays ago.
Seems he was incensed that the scoreboard operator was displaying the game stats comparing the two quarterbacks, the Ratbirds’ Joe Flacco and the Steelers’ Ben Roethlisberger. At the same time, the PA was playing Lynyrd Skynyrd’s “What’s Your Name (Little Girl). He was presuming that it was a shot at his guy, but hell, that could have been Big Ben’s own personal theme song, up until last year’s great Operation Reputation Rehabilitation.
I don’t even know that it was done on purpose… that’s the kind of song that you might hear at a Steelers game anyway. But even assuming that it was on purpose, wouldn't you think that an NFL coach has more important things to worry about? Just goes to show how badly the Steelers are in the Ratbirds’ heads.
John, just take your win and shut the fuck up. What happened the next week when your guys ate it in Seattle, did they play The Bitch is Back in your honor? Considering all the scoreboard bullshit (like never replaying any play that doesn’t favor your team) and public address insults directed at the Steelers (like never announcing who made the tackle against your offense) in your stadium, you just look like a hypocrite.
I saw this clip on That’s Church last week and had to
steal it run it myself because it’s just that cool.
Earlier this year, ESPN had solicited fans to submit photos or video of themselves waving their Terrible Towel in interesting places. At the time, I considered sending something in, but I really hadn’t been anywhere noteworthy, with Towel in hand.
Nothing I could have done would have made the cut, because the commercial is on YouTube now and is just amazing. It goes to show how widespread the Steeler Nation is across the world. Check this out…
Baltimore hates us because they will never be able to do something that it this cool.
I hear the new Twilight movie is out this weekend. I am on neither Team Edward nor Team Jacob. I am on Team Who Gives a Shit about Sullen Sparkly Vampires That Take Three Movies to Finally Bang the Hot Chick.
And what’s up with all the grown-ass women that love these movies?
Now, leave me alone… I can’t be bothered with this weak-ass bullshit… I’ve got the last Harry Potter movie to watch on DVD.
What? Hermione’s smokin’ hot.
The No-Mojo Boogie
Since I don’t have a game to dress for, I thought this would be a good time to show you what I’m NOT wearing.
I have a couple articles of Steelers apparel that I no longer wear during any Steelers game. I figured that with the Steelers not playing, it was a good time to drag these out for a picture.
(Note: I am NOT wearing either one today, either, I’m just showing you the picture.)
Steelers boxer shorts and Loud Steelers Zubaz pants.
The last time I wore either of these was Super Bowl XXX in 1995, which the Steelers lost in heartbreaking fashion to the Cowboys.
They hadn’t done me any good in previous games, but I was not yet experienced enough to correctly read the tealeaves. I just figured, ‘the louder and uglier, the better.’ It worked insomuch as it was a loud, ugly game.
To tell the truth, I don’t think I can squeeze my big ass into anything I wore in 1995 ever again, so I have a built in insurance policy against any future lack of judgment.