I see you your tattoo and I raise you the stopping of my very own heart.

Well, this will teach Jerome Bettis to never, ever, ever fumble again (of course, we are all aware that “never, ever, ever” is likely just one or two games at most because our boy Jerome needs to retire).

This man’s heart STOPPED, as in ceased to beat, when Jerome fumbled. My father had hives from it, my brother in law became stunned into an alternate reality, my hot sister almost cried, my mother left the room, my three year old nephew said, “WTF?!?” and as for me … I’ve kind of blocked that part of the game out.

But this man beats ALL. His heart stopped.

I know you’re all thinking what PittGirl is thinking, right? Right?!

Greater Pittsburgh Convention and Visitor’s Bureau? I think you’ve found your “Biggest Steeler Fan.”

Because despite what I said about the permanent burning of images into your flesh putting one in the running for “Biggest Steeler Fan,” I think the disabling of a vital organ in response to a Jerome Bettis fumble is representative of a much more dedicated fan.





5 Comments

  1. blee1
    January 17, 2006 9:32 am

    I’m sorry.. did you say hot sister… ah how the mind wanders…

    lol.. sorry



  2. pittgirl
    January 17, 2006 9:33 am

    Hah! Actually all of my sisters are pretty hot, if you REALLY want to let your mind wander.



  3. blee1
    January 17, 2006 10:05 am

    All? How many is all?

    Whould you say you have a plethora?



  4. pittgirl
    January 17, 2006 10:11 am

    Four. :) Is that a plethora?



  5. blee1
    January 17, 2006 10:39 am

    You have four sisters?!?! Your poor father….

    And yes.. I would say that is a plethora…

    and a really good time