Ok, so admittedly I'm a fairweather Steelers fan. For what it's worth, I think I was going to come around this season anyway, because you can only fight off Steeler Mania for so long. What better time to hop on the bandwagon than when they have a rookie quarterback lead the team to the AFC Championship game!? As we speak, or as I speak and you will read later, the Steelers are on the verge of losing the game. It's 31-20 right now with 9 minutes left in the 4th. Very possible that they could come back, but not likely. This is why I hate investing myself into sports.
I have never really committed myself to a football team, save Florida State University. I think that the roller coaster of emotions is too terribly bittersweet. I'm not down there on the field. I have not ever been down on the field with the team, and Lord knows if I were to be down...dang it New England got a field goal and they're up by 2 solid touchdowns. See this is what I'm talking about people!!! You get so into a game that has no bearing on your life at all, but somehow you make it so that when your team loses your life isn't worth living. I'm to the point where if the Steelers lose tonight, the possibility of me skipping all my responsibilities in Florida and sitting in my hotel room all day just to mope is slowly becoming more of a reality. I would forego the joys of Florida, JUST to be sad for the Steelers who I can't even legitimately call MY Steelers. Don't get me wrong, I like watching football a lot. But I hate being an emotional wreck, and it looks like the Steelers and I are driving a car into a head on collision.
Ben just threw an interception (challenge that one Cowher!!!!!!!!!! That CAN'T be a catch!!!!) I'm going to go vomit.
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