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the lego ketchup bottle

i've been holding on to these pictures for a bit, holding out hope for a home playoff game as an occasion to share them, but since that doesn't appear likely, i thought i'd go ahead and bust them out today.  here is heinz field:



and here is the lego heinz field that my kids and i made:




it wasn't as easy as you might think to put something together that both stood up and (somewhat) resembled the home of the steelers.  you can see below that i tried to emulate the spiral staircases at the scoreboard end of the stadium, the scoreboard itself, and the tiered structure of the building.  remember that i am not normally inclined towards these types of things.  it was hard enough just finding enough black and yellow and gray peices to make it work!  but it was a fun activity for me and the kids. 





















go steelers! 

Comments

Crafty P said…
oh my goodness! that is so extremely cool! awesome lego-ing! sorry 'bout the stillers
NJ Grandma said…
Very impressive - how long did that take you to do. My son, whom will be 31 this year played with lego before he even went to school. His wife bought him the VW lego last year and it is so cool. Happy New Year. ~Gail~
Cotter said…
That's the most epic thing I've seen in a long time!! You must be very proud, Greg!!
julie said…
very neat! i wanted to express my condolences over the Steelers... my thoughts are with you and your family at this time. :) Love you, bro! Love those Stillers 'n at!
greg. said…
thanks for the compliments. someone saw it on facebook and started diagnosing my psychosis. i just always say: fan is short for FANATIC. that's how i roll.
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