December 08, 2008

The Season of Miracles

I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE IT. In the last half of the fourth quarter of their game on Sunday, the glorious Pittsburgh Steelers scored 17 unanswered points to triumph over their tough opponents -- and to make matters even better, the opponents in question were the evil Dallas Cowboys. That's like some kind of a bonus for -- well, not only Steelers fans, but pretty much everyone else in America whose general reaction to the Cowboys involves a string of obscenities.

I mean, really. How wonderful is it knowing that Pittsburgh's miracle victory not only aggravated Jerry Jones, Terrell Owens and Tony Romo, but also the entire city of Dallas and its entire metropolitan region? Well, pretty damned wonderful, if you ask me. Why, I spent much of this morning relaxing and reading the comments of dejected Dallas fans on the Web sites of that city's papers, and found it enjoyably cathartic. Their wailing and gnashing of teeth about the game's outcome, combined with pitiful outbursts about the Steelers and the supposed glory of their own squad, were amusing and all too pathetic. 'Cause let's face it -- the chances of the Cowboys going to the playoffs is rather diminished, and the chances of them actually winning a game should they make it are even more remote. Once again they have failed, and their failure is an enjoyable thing to watch.

Of course, as a Steelers fan, I have watched the team this year with two minds. Part of me thinks like this, while the other part of me thinks like this. But I definitely think this Steelers team has a chance to go all the way. The true test, though, may come next week against Baltimore -- which is super hot and playing extremely well. If we win, we capture the division and a first-round bye. If we lose ... well, we've got a tougher fight ahead.

In other news, I was impressed when Deshea Townsend flew into the end zone and knocked down the trombone player.

Posted by Benjamin Kepple at December 8, 2008 10:57 AM | TrackBack
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