Since there's not much Steelers news right now, does anyone have any funny or interesting Steelers stories? I have a few, but I'll share this one (it's neither funny nor interesting, but it is long):
My wife, whom I've been married to for 16 years, always hated football. I tried and tried to get her to watch games with me, but the only game she ever watched was the Steelers-Seahawks Super Bowl ... and that was only because we were with friends whose wives are Steelers fans, so she had no choice.
Then three summers ago, she told me she wanted a new winter coat. I jokingly told her I'd only buy her a Steelers coat. And to my utter shock, she said OK.
After wearing the coat to work that winter, some of her co-workers, who are Browns fans, starting giving her grief. She asked me to give her some things she could say to burn them. And that was the beginning of her Steelers education.
Then one Sunday two seasons ago, she wandered into my Steelers room at the beginning of a game with a bowl of popcorn and a Smirnoff ... she sat down and watched the game. And she didn't just watch ... she CHEERED.
After years of trying unsuccessfully to get her to take an interest in the Steelers, Browns fans accomplished it for me.
During the final game of the regular season, we all witnessed Lendale White and the Terrible Towel incident. I took this opportunity to educate her about the Terrible Towel curse. She thought I was a lunatic.
But after the Titans got knocked out in their first game and the Steelers went on to the Super Bowl, I thought she understood the power of the Towel.
Then on Super Bowl Sunday, she comes home from the store with ... Steelers POM POMS.
I explained to her that we don't have cheerleaders. WE are the cheerleaders. And we wave the Terrible Towel, not pom poms. She told me if I wanted to live to watch the game, I'd better hang them somewhere in our Steelers room.
So as I was hanging the pom poms up next to my collection of Steelers hats, I looked at my teenage son and said, "I've got a bad feeling these pom poms are going to cost us the game!" He, too, thought I was a lunatic.
Flashforward to the end of the game ... the Cardinals are driving. I'm screaming for our defense to stop them. I knew what needed to be done ... I tossed the Terrible Towel to my wife and said, "WAVE IT!!"
And then it happened ...
She dropped the Towel on the ground, went over and grabbed the pom poms, and started waving them. As God as my witness, the very next play Fitzgerald splits the Steelers D for the go-ahead touchdown.
I stood up, looked at my son, and yelled, "WHAT DID I TELL YOU? I KNEW THOSE D@MN POP POMS WERE GOING TO COST US THE GAME!!!" I walked over to her, grabbed the pom poms out of her hands and threw them in the trash. I knew the game was over, so I went outside to sulk alone for a few minutes. When I came back in, the Steelers were driving. My despair was turning to hope. I saw the Towel laying on the floor, picked it up, and told her to WAVE IT!! She did. And a few plays later, we know what happened.
Now I have a wife who loves watching games with me and who fully understands the power of the Terrible Towel and what happens to those who disrespect it.
My next mission is to convince her that Baywatch was the greatest TV show ever ...