I ususally drive up for training camp in Latrobe every year. (That's right, I hit the road for a 9 hour drive all by myself to meet up with my Steeler Sisters in da burgh and leave the poor deadskins fan I married at home for the weekend.)
Anyways, I've run into Steelers in the grocery store, the bars, etc., etc., but the best story I have is being in the Walmart across from Sharkey's several years ago. I hear from the store clerks that Joey's in the store, but he's in a bit of a mood from all the attention (I guess sometimes it can be a pain when you're just out shopping and trying to live a normal life sometimes :lol).
I'm cruising around the aisles myself when I turn to go up the linens aisle, look up and there's Mr. Porter looking a bed sheets, presumably for the dorm room at St. Vincent's.
So, rather than flip out and gawk at him, I casually walk by, catch his eye, smile and say:
"It ain't easy bein' Peezy is it?"
He broke out in the biggest smile and started to laugh out loud.
I laughed back, stuck out my hand to shake his and he returned the favor.
I just thanked him, nodded my head and went on down the aisle like nothing happened.
My other story has to do with Mean Joe Greene and a ratbird fan who showed up in camp one year wearing a *gag* 52 jersey. But, I gotta run so will share that one later.