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Sunday, February 05, 2006

A knotted stomach

Well, the day has begun and I already feel sick to my stomach. I knew this would happen. My plan was to get up, take the Pooper on a walk, come back and work a little while, make the 7 layer dip and then go over to watch the game. LIKE THIS WAS A NORMAL DAY. Yeah right. I have barely been up 30 minutes. I have obsessively checked every website I know of to see if Polamalu's ankle is better. I have looked at every single photo gallery on Fox Sports, ESPN, MSN, Steelers.com, etc. By the time the game happens, I will be a wreck and probably not in the best of moods. That sounds dumb but until the game starts and see how my boys are doing - i.e. Does Ben have his rhythm today? Is the Bus tired? Is Polamalo going to be able to pull those amazing plays out of his damn hair? Is Ward going to be smiling that huge grin all day? - until then, I will be a wreck. I want them to win so bad that I can taste it. I know Seattle has never won and would love a chance at history. But not this year. They can't have this year. This year belongs to the boys in Da Burgh. This year belongs to the youngest QB ever to WIN a Superbowl. This year belongs to a classy player like the Bus who fights for every single yard normally with one or two tackles hanging off of him while he tries for a first down. This year belong to Cowher - a man who sprays his players with spit when he speaks. It belongs to all of us Steelers fans who never quit believing that they will get to this point. Even when we are disappointed when they lose, we are NEVER lacking in faith. So Seattle can have next year. This year......THIS year belongs to Pittsburgh fans everywhere. Grab your Terrible Towels and swing them loud and proud, people. This is our day.

Elizabeth at 10:14 AM

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at 10:34 AM Blogger The Kept Woman said...

Chill. Shake it off, don't stress too early or you'll never make it through the game.

Do you guys have a defib in your house just in case?

Go Steelers!

 
at 10:41 AM Anonymous lawbrat said...

Go Steelers!!

 
at 1:06 PM Blogger Territorial said...

Cheering for the Steelers here in Saskatchewan!!!

Go STEELERS!!!

 
at 1:30 PM Anonymous Lisa said...

Come on Steelers!

Hubby is nervous too!

 
at 3:01 PM Blogger Charm Bracelet said...

I'm right here with you, biting my nails and sweating bullets. Try to have a good time. Hopefully the Steelers will pull ahead scoring early and often.

Crossing everything for a Super Bowl victory for our Steelers!

 
at 3:27 PM Anonymous asterismos said...

Good luck and hope your stomach feels better. If Appalachian State University can win us the national championship, the Steelers can win this for you!

 
at 9:34 PM Blogger Football Widow said...

You are cracking me up!

 
at 10:59 PM Blogger Timestep said...

I was scared of even thinking it could be true. Been a Steelers fan since 1977. A friend mailed us our first Terrible Towel earlier this week.

We sat down to watch the game, my 6 y.o. got up to grab the T.T. complained her stomache hurt and promptly threw up on the wonderful thing as the first play started.

I'm so glad it was not indicative of the outcome!

Thanks! Congrats! I hope your survived the game.

 
at 2:16 AM Blogger Sometimes Saintly Nick said...

Well, it is all over and I hope your tummy has unknotted itself. I didn’t think they’d do it after the first half, but that second half was a beaut! Congratulations to all who were pulling for Pittsburg, me included!

 

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