one fer the thumb. an ‘at.

Ugh. Uncle Crappy’s going to be hating life for the next two weeks. Wall-to-wall Stillers until game day. Maybe I can call in sick, unplug the TV and avoid all contact with any media outlets. Including mine.

4 thoughts on “one fer the thumb. an ‘at.”

  1. UC-
    this reminds me a bit of my situation in 1989 – college student at Miami Ohio, just north of Kentucky, I mean Cincinnati. Bengals to play San Fran – two weeks of drabble – to be topped off by me going to a local establishment to watch the game – not going so well for the Bengals – locals getting restless – for as you know, this is the most damm important thing to happen here in quite some time – during the 3rd quarter, some local yoho decides it is time to cut and burn, and I do mean cut and burn – he lights his nylon Bengals jersey on fire and throws it in the trash – noxscious fumes, smoke – fire men – what a party –

    so, here’s to a happy couple of weeks – focus on the FOG – have fun – take up needlepoint –

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  2. I feel your pain! We carry “Stillers” games, so it’s just nuts. All Steelers all the time. Ugh! And the worst part is I have to read sports for 2 of my newscasts. At least I haven’t stumbled over the names “Roethlisberger” or “Polamalu” yet. I’m sure I’d have a lot of PO’d fans. Hmm? Now that I think about it, would I really care about PO’d fans? I’ll have to give that a little more thought. ;)

    Good luck … it’s only 2 weeks!

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  3. Here we go…
    Here we go…
    Here we go…
    Pittsburgh’s goin’ to the superbowl.

    Just pray that Dr. Adams doesn’t make it to Hog with me, because we will cap off your two weeks with rampant Stiller outfreakage. All. Night. Long.

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