I’ve named politicians; I’ve named regular citizens; I’ve named celebrities; today, I name a delusional, golfer-dating, non-motorcycle-helmet-wearing, Pittsburgh Steeler: Ben Roethlisberger is this week’s Annoying Burgher of the Week.
Why? Is it because you suck lately with a pre-season passer rating of a whopping 32? Is it because I’m pretty sure that my grandmother would make a more accurate and capable quarterback than you have been lately? And she’s been dead for three years.
Nope. Because I understand the ups and down of sports performance. No one rocks ALL the time.
You are the annoyingest Burgher because you continue to say things like this when asked about how your performance is suffering:
“I’ve told you a hundred times I’m not concerned yet. I’ll tell you when it happens. I don’t think it will.”
Dude? You are annoyingest because well, quite frankly, you SHOULD BE FREAKING CONCERNED THAT YOU ARE NOT DOING TOO WELL LATELY.
Whew. I feel better. How ’bout you?