|My co-workers around noon, when joy and optimism still ruled the Mon Valley|
|That pretty lady right there.|
Probably the funniest feature of this season would be IMing the Girlfriend during the game. Usually, she would have to resort to watching it online. As a result, situations would emerge where I was often typing in joy after a gorgeous catch or punishing tackle seconds before she got the chance to see it. It irritated her because it ruined some of the suspense but I like to think it gave her the chance to experience watching football...With psychic, future-telling powers! Or something.
|Poor Clyde. Even his Olde English tastes like hard work.|
We managed to plow through it though but after that amount of work, I think that the least we deserved was a win.
Sadly it wasn't in the cards. And now it's a gray, Mudville-sort-of-day in Pittsburgh. There's a pretty good rundown of the local reaction here. Yeah. Open weeping. Might be a bit much but hey, we love our Steelers!