Hatin' on the Steelers

[swissvale72]

Feel like writing something and I've told this story before. It seems apropos with all the shit about booing, rooting for losses, etc. I've never rooted for losses; booing, that's a different story.

And oh, here's the qualifier. You asshats don't wanna read this shit, then don't fuckin read it. Anyway...

Steelers had opened the 1999 season by beating the expansion Browns, like 43-0. Come November, my annual Penn state-Steeler weekend began with watching Tom Brady lead his Michigan Wolverines over the Nittany Lions. Next day, my brother Tony had somehow scored seats in the auxiliary press box at 3 Rivers for Steelers-Browns. Our party included me, Tony, Mrs. Tony, and my then 80 year old mother. Setting was awesome....food spread, unlimited beer, bathroom steps aways....only thing was since it was a working press area, Tony said I couldn't be my usual asshole self, yelling, screaming and shit. Sooo....4th quarter, Steelers had I think a 9-point lead. Browns put up a TD, Steelers failed to convert a first down and the Tim Couch led Browns took over on their 20, 2 min left, needing a field goal to win. Sure enough, couch leads his team and Browns kick the winning FG as time expires.

Me, who had behaved himself all day, just couldn't take it any more. As Steelers leave the field, I scream at the top of my lungs...."I hate you MOTHER-FUCKERS!!!"

Needless to say, Tony never scored those tickets again.

[.Kodiak]

And oh, here's the qualifier. You asshats don't wanna read this shit, then don't fuckin read it.

Indeed, I stopped reading there

[swissvale72]

And oh, here's the qualifier. You asshats don't wanna read this shit, then don't fuckin read it.

Indeed, I stopped reading there

Exact asshat I had in mind.

[DumlinBumlinStumlin]

Feel like writing something and I've told this story before. It seems apropos with all the shit about booing, rooting for losses, etc. I've never rooted for losses; booing, that's a different story.

And oh, here's the qualifier. You asshats don't wanna read this shit, then don't fuckin read it. Anyway...

Steelers had opened the 1999 season by beating the expansion Browns, like 43-0. Come November, my annual Penn state-Steeler weekend began with watching Tom Brady lead his Michigan Wolverines over the Nittany Lions. Next day, my brother Tony had somehow scored seats in the auxiliary press box at 3 Rivers for Steelers-Browns. Our party included me, Tony, Mrs. Tony, and my then 80 year old mother. Setting was awesome....food spread, unlimited beer, bathroom steps aways....only thing was since it was a working press area, Tony said I couldn't be my usual asshole self, yelling, screaming and shit. Sooo....4th quarter, Steelers had I think a 9-point lead. Browns put up a TD, Steelers failed to convert a first down and the Tim Couch led Browns took over on their 20, 2 min left, needing a field goal to win. Sure enough, couch leads his team and Browns kick the winning FG as time expires.

Me, who had behaved himself all day, just couldn't take it any more. As Steelers leave the field, I scream at the top of my lungs...."I hate you MOTHER-FUCKERS!!!"

Needless to say, Tony never scored those tickets again.

Time and situation. You failed the test!

[Obviously]

Feel like writing something and I've told this story before. It seems apropos with all the shit about booing, rooting for losses, etc. I've never rooted for losses; booing, that's a different story.

And oh, here's the qualifier. You asshats don't wanna read this shit, then don't fuckin read it. Anyway...

Steelers had opened the 1999 season by beating the expansion Browns, like 43-0. Come November, my annual Penn state-Steeler weekend began with watching Tom Brady lead his Michigan Wolverines over the Nittany Lions. Next day, my brother Tony had somehow scored seats in the auxiliary press box at 3 Rivers for Steelers-Browns. Our party included me, Tony, Mrs. Tony, and my then 80 year old mother. Setting was awesome....food spread, unlimited beer, bathroom steps aways....only thing was since it was a working press area, Tony said I couldn't be my usual asshole self, yelling, screaming and shit. Sooo....4th quarter, Steelers had I think a 9-point lead. Browns put up a TD, Steelers failed to convert a first down and the Tim Couch led Browns took over on their 20, 2 min left, needing a field goal to win. Sure enough, couch leads his team and Browns kick the winning FG as time expires.

Me, who had behaved himself all day, just couldn't take it any more. As Steelers leave the field, I scream at the top of my lungs...."I hate you MOTHER-FUCKERS!!!"

Needless to say, Tony never scored those tickets again.

I remember that game. 16-15 was the final. They were 5-3 going into that game and ended up losing every game after that except one. Shitty season, and I was calling for Cowher's head.