Today, to prepare for the Steelers on Monday Night football, we had another meeting of our clandestine Steelers fan club, the Steel Citi Underground.
We got together for lunch in the cafeteria again. I noted that we did the same thing before the Steelers/Ravens game and then we lost. I said if we lose again tonight then we’d better can the lunches. Or at least move to another spot in the cafeteria.
During lunch we were discussing material to put on signs for when the Steelers come to play the Ratbirds in Baltimore. We’re expecting a lot of flack over Ben Roethlisberger, so one suggestion was, “Our Criminals are Better Then Your Criminals.”
Then I chimed in with the following suggestion: “Our Stallworth went to the Hall of Fame. Yours went to prison.”*
It went over pretty well. One of our people is looking into getting T-shirts made.
I’ll have the lowdown on tonight’s game mojo at the end of the post.
*Note for Non-Pittsburghers: Steelers had a very accomplished wide receiver named John Stallworth, who was elected to the Pro Football Hall of Fame a couple years ago. The Ratbirds have a wide receiver on their team now, named Donte Stallworth, who just served a year in the slam for killing a pedestrian while driving drunk.
Who Lives There, Imelda Marcos?
One drawback to living next to people that believe that shoes are unclean is that your apartment foyer smells like feet.
At risk of making you hate me, I have to tell you about how little I did this weekend. I was so sloth-like, when I woke up this morning I had moss growing on my north side. My big chore on Saturday was to hook up my new Blu-Ray player. Sunday, I read (part of the) manual for the new digital thermostat my landlord installed. Now Pinky and I can argue about the temperature digitally.
Seriously, that’s all I did all weekend that can even remotely be considered productive. (Other than writing that wedding post on Sunday, but I consider that “play.”) Pinky had to work all weekend so I had the place to myself. Just me, my PC and my HDTV. Life is good.
(Cue all the frazzled parents to commence stabbing their monitors with letter openers.)
I hadn’t intended to buy a Blu-Ray player just then, but my DVD conked out last weekend. It just wouldn’t load the discs any more. The one thing I’m thankful for is that the Blu-Ray will play my old DVDs, so I won’t have to replace my entire collection. Thank Sony for small favors. But of course I had to pick up at least a couple Blu-Rays, just to check out the capability of the new unit. The question was “Which ones?”
The obvious solution was to ask the question, “What’s on sale?”
I ended up with a two of my favorites, from the $15 rack: “Forrest Gump” and “An American Werewolf in London.” From here on, when I want to buy a new video, if it’s a big SFX blockbuster, I’ll buy the Blu-Ray. If it’s a quiet, more character and dialogue-driven work, I’ll buy the DVD. Practically speaking, that means I’ll be buying about 98% Blu-Rays. And I’ll probably replace some of my favorite “action” DVDs as I find them on sale. No hurry.
It just makes me wonder what the hell they’re going to come up with next. How long do you think it will be before 3-D becomes standard? Man, just think of the porno business there…
The Mojo Boogie
The Steelers are in Cincinnati tonight and should be wearing white. They wore white last week on Sunday night and I wore my white James Harrison jersey. So I won’t be going with that one tonight; instead I’m pulling out an old reliable: my well-worn Nike white Polamalu #43.
This is the one I wore throughout the run for Super Bowl XL, including at the Super Bowl itself, plus the playoff game in Cincinnati. The jersey was a #97 Kendrell Bell jersey when I first got it in the late 90s. When Bell left the team, I had it changed to a #99 Levon Kirkland. When he left, I revamped it into the #43 it is today and will stay for good. (It helps to have a good sporting goods store in the neighborhood that can re-number and name jerseys.)
I’m staying with the white Steelers sweats and a white long-sleeve tee. If we lose tonight, I’ll have to rethink wearing any more white jerseys.
I am ready for some football.