Saturday, February 11, 2006 at 5:25 PM | 0 comments  
Some buddies and myself are getting a group together for some paintball action. I decided that I wanted to use my old football helmet, and combine a paintball face mask. I've entertained thoughts of connecting horns to the helmet too, but that may come later. For now, I've got the helmet and mask joined. Next comes the paint job. It'll be a shame to cover up that shiney gold, and all those battle scars.

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Sunday, February 05, 2006 at 6:30 PM | 0 comments  
Anyone who knows me, knows that I'm a Steelers fan. I'm not an obssesive nut - I don't cut myself when they lose, or have an altar set up to Bill Cower. I don't go out of my way to watch a game on TV, usually there's a God-damn Bills game on, or, God knows why, a Miami, or some other non-Steelers team. I don't - and will never buy NFL ticket ( or any other "TV sports package"). I may consider going to a bar to watch a game - but I'm usually far too lazy to seriously consider it.

I also used to laugh, and ridicule those who entertained thoughts of 'rituals' before/during a game. I used to. When the Steelers first playoff game came around, I decided I'd enjoy myself. I bought some junk food at the local gorcery store; chips, salami, sandwich buns and two 20oz. Bud Light bottles. I ate a sandwich just before the game Drank one beer for the first half. Ate another at halftime, drank the other beer during the second half. Steelers beat the Bengals 31-17. I did the same thing the next week - not because I thought it would be voo-doo at that point. I just enjoyed the gluttony. They beat the all-powerful Colts 21-18. Same thing the next week for the AFC Championship...and they beat the Broncos 34-17.

The Steelers became the first team in NFL history to go from the #6 playoff spot, to the Superbowl. Now I had a connection with my salami sandwich. Now I felt the need to continue the tradition for just one more game. So the following is my Superbowl sandwich and beer, taken just minutes before kickoff...

BTW, the Steelers beat the Seahawks 21-10. I know in a rational, logical world such as ours that my salami sandwich had nothing to do with their victory. These traditions, or rituals bring fans closer to the game, it gives us a connection. If you think I'm a fool, well - then fuck off. Steelers won the Superbowl bitch!

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Thursday, February 02, 2006 at 4:03 PM | 0 comments  
Every other friday, or so, we like to hit happy hour afterr work. The usual hot spot is Zebbs. I like it there, but more importantly, the beer is cold. Free finger foods during happy hour doesn't hurt either. Truth be told, we'd probably hang out there anyway. Most of the usual suspects were there; myself, Dan, Shannon, Rich, Rebecca. Rich got creative with my camera phone...

Rich enjoyed watching this guy eat...

Rich enjoyed watching me eat...

Later that night, I talked Shannon into doing a beer shotgun. I am not a good teacher. Dan, however, is a good teacher. And like all good boyfriends, showed her the way of the shotgun.

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