Update: The Steelers Won! Gang Green Was Stopped by the Steel Curtain.
Next stop? Super Bowl!!
In a mere few minutes my brother-in-law Michael and I go head to head: His NY Jets versus my Pittsburgh Steelers. I’ve admired the Steelers team for years, decades even, but I never actually called them my team. When asked, I’ve said the New York Giants are my team since I watch those games with my rabid-fan-husband Mike. Recently, though, I declared myself a Terrible Towel Trainee. I’m from western PA and those fans, those crazed towel twirling fans, are my cousins, aunts, and uncles; they are my people, for better or for worse.
I love the rag tag-edness of the Steelers of old, the current dudes with long hair and fast legs, the wacky quarterback, the cerebral, let-nothing-show head coach. Tonight, I want my Steelers to roll over Gang Green. I want them them to be Super Bowl bound. I want to be able to rub it in to my brother-in-law that black and gold trumped green!
Let the game begin!