Because I’m a big giant-ego-having narcissist, I like to believe that bunches of you are sitting by, drumming your fingers, awaiting my reaction to the latest Steelers loss.
I had a doozy of a post planned, complete with pictures of the Asshat losing a young fan, Benny calling his O line a bunch of lazy, fat asses of suck, and Troy violently attempting to rip the head off of a Bronco.
Then, probably because I used the Bible to encourage senseless violence against baby pigeons, God smote me with a migraine that would cripple a hippopotamus.
So now I’m recovered, the brain is clear, and really do you care anymore about the Steelers game we lost because the O line failed, the coaches did a questionable job, Benny played for the Broncos for a while, and for some reason that I shall never understand, Jeff Reed failed to split the uprights in a 65-yarder.
I mean. Come. ON!
If you care: