Three years ago, the Steelers’ Super Bowl win over the Seattle Seahawks sent me into a long, deep funk. The team I loved to hate above all others — with the exception of that stolen team in Baltimore — had reached the pinnacle once again, and I was forced to endure the postgame celebrations that seemed to stretch on for months, each one another reminder that my own team hadn’t yet even played in the game.
We’re hours away from the same possibility today — but this year is a bit different.
What’s changed? The people I know. I was surrounded by Steelers fans back then — colleagues, neighbors, sources — all of whom were thrilled about the win.
This year, a win over the Cardinals would do the same thing — except that many of the happy people will be the friends I’ve found in the last couple of years. I can’t say my feelings towards the local football team have changed a great deal in that time, but today, seeing yinz guys enjoying yourselves seems to be more important.
So. Guys? I still hate your goddamn football team. But today? I’ll be pulling for them to win.