Perhaps I'll put up another football post. Why not? It was fun typing my thoughts out during the Indy game, though it took a lot of self-control not to throw the laptop across the room at certain situations.
I've looked over various sports websites, and there seems a mix of pick between both teams. The only common theme seems to be calling for a close game. With two teams as closely matched as these, that really seems to be a "well, DUH!" moment for America's sports writers. I've learned this week that players have been right for years: any idiot (and I mean true morons) can be a sportswriter. Watching Bill Cowher play the media like a fiddle through the Troy Polamalu ankle "tweak" drove home the point that sportswriters are incapable of any true creative, independent thought at all.
Close game? No s*** genius. Sort of like "It's going to snow today. Unless it stays too warm and it doesn't." It will be a close game, unless one team really dominates the other one, then it will be a blowout.
My attitude has stayed consistent throughout. After the struggles the Steelers went through this season, it's already been a huge success. Remember, there have been THREE starting quarterbacks for the team this year, nobody knew who would be the starting running back before the season and Plexico Burress had just left, along with any deep threat from the wide receivers. Heck, beating the Colts was a huge win, much less finally getting the AFC crown. Doing it all on the road simply added gravy to the meal. They've kicked ass all year and deserve all the props in the world from this football-mad town.
I still really hope they win. It would be cool to watch and be around here the next few weeks. I'll put in my comments as the game goes on, as long as Emily allows me access to her laptop. Remember, the commercials are worth watching here as well.
Categories: Personal, Football
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Halftime. How many bullits did Pittsburgh dodge in that first half? Two long passes to Jackson that went out of bounds. No first downs in the first quarter.
Once again the Steelers defense has kept them in a game. The question has to be if the defense can continue this pace up. The defense hasn't gotten that much pressure on Hasslebeck, only one sack and not a lot of pressure. Stopping Alexander so far has been huge.
Cowher always says the first series of the second half is a key moment, and that will be even more important tonight. The Steelers get the football to begin the half, and a touchdown puts the Seahawks in a tough position.
HERE WE GO!!!
One o'clock, Feb. 6th 2006. We won, and my freezing clod left arm has a strange sent of onions, cookies, and beer.
Four o'clock, Feb. 5th 2006. I got off work early today. I decided since I have the time I would do something I wasn’t planning on, a little pre-game cooking. Cooking my favorite Hot-Dog-Nachos took my mind off he game for a while, lately I've been getting very nervous before games (nervousness is far from doubt). Two weeks ago I would have told you the Steelers could beat the Seahawks blindfolded and TroyBenWardBussless (sorry I got a bit carried away there), but after two weeks of some scary pro-Seahawks media I grew more worried (being worried is far from doubt too). As people flooded Paul’s house the game took off. With my heart pounding and my forehead dripping I survived the first quarter. After devouwering several dozen phenomenal cookies I was ready to undertake the second quarter. A couple minutes in and I had a good feeling. With all the nervousness gone we we're up and the Stones we're jammin! The next half was a whorl of screams and cookies, then a bit of nervousness, and finally a whole lot of joy! We packed into the car and drove off.
Ten o'clock, Feb 5th 2006. Not even the bare windy snow covered streets could dampen our mood. With 102.5 blasting we decided we better get our Championship T-shirts. After taking orders, we left Kaufmanns $216.99 poorer and 11 shirts richer! We got back to the car headed for home.
Eleven o'clock. We were actually hoping for red lights. Every red light required "the routine," everyone roll down the windows, turn up the "Here We Go Steelers," song, honk the horn, and try to get as many people to do the same. We soon became very successful and having the time of our lives!
Eleven Fifteen. We made the biggest decision of our lives; we decide to enter Downtown Pittsburgh. Barren at first the crowds grew from 1 to 2 and from 10 to 20. As we crossed over the Smithfield St. Bridge we enter true Steelers mania. As wild as we thought we were, we found out we were merely armatures. We caught on quickly and were soon too hanging out of the car, blasting music, blasting the horn, blasting our voices, waiving our "Terrible Towels," and half hugging complete strangers! And every time you thought it was about to calm down the mayhem grew greater. From Station Square to 10th st. took about an hour, an hour of total awesomeness!
Midnight Fifteen. With the windows up, the heat on and the music down we drove home.
Monday, February 6th, 9:30 AM. Went to school today. Bad decision. See lots of jerseys and terrible towels, but there's a definite "morning after" feeling and everyone's pretty subdued so far. Got no sleep. Hope practice is easy.
Sunday, Feb. 5th 2006 10:30 pm. Walked past the burning couch in the middle of my street to venture towards the sound of sirens and mass congregation. Saw 12 police cars roll by in a row. Passed three drunk chicks, kissed two, hugged the third. Stopped by the cathedral of learning to see how 300 people can fit in an area that is about 10' by 30'. Saw the riot police out with canine units and horses. Saw people dancing on a flipped over car. Gave me an idea.
Monday Feb. 6th 12:01 am. Flipped over a horse and set it on fire. Danced on the smoldering carcass. Regretted not kissing that third chick. Paraded down Forbes. Ave. Realized saying "yeah Steelers" was getting old after the first 2 hours. Went home. Went to bed.
Monday Feb. 6th 8:30 am. Alarm went off. Synaptic function remained at pre-waking levels.
Monday Feb. 6th 10 am. Alarm went off. Shit, 10am class. Too late now.
Monday Feb. 6th noon. Alarm went off. Pulled pants up, wiped the drool off side of cheek. Checked under left armpit for the smelliness status of my shirt. Deemed acceptable. Left for class.
Monday Feb. 6th 12:01 pm. Went back to house. Grabbed backpack. Punched self in groin area. Left for class.
This post just reminded me of an article I saw on theonion.com:
Analysts Predicting Most Evenly Matched Blowout In Super Bowl History
February 2, 2006 | Onion Sports
DETROIT—Citing the Steelers' overwhelming defense and remarkable team resilience, as well as the overpowering Seahawks ground game and odds-defying tenacity, football analysts around the nation say Super Bowl XL is shaping up to be one of the most evenly matched blowouts in the history of the NFL Championship Game. "Ignore the hype about overdogs and underdogs—these are two very good teams, and we won't know which team will absolutely crush the other until halfway through the first quarter," said Sports Illustrated's Peter King. "Sunday's Super Bowl might be the most well-balanced one-sided game since the great Montana-Elway matchups." The betting lines as of press time still had Pittsburgh as a two-point favorite, though with an over/under of 34.
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