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doubly amped

this is sort of a strange week for me, because i am at once incredibly amped about the beginning of the nfl season on sunday, and emotionally sheepish about the 10-year anniversary of 9/11.  i have already begun my own kind of personal memorializing (which i will probably write more about later this week) so today i want to write about the steelers. 

opening day is awesome.  in baseball, it represents the beginning of spring and the death of winter.  but in football, it represents not only the beginning of fall, but also it represents 1/16th of the regular season, so it is a more meaningful game, so to speak, than baseball's opening day.  and it's easy to get excited about.  if the steelers were scheduled to play against the north east high school grape pickers (it's a real team!), i would still be so wildly excited about it that i would be counting down the hours and pacing and eating my finger nails like they're snyder's sour cream and onion.  

but they're not playing the grape pickers.  they're not even playing the browns.  no, the nfl schedulemakers have decided to mix the excitement of opening day with the frenzy of the biggest rivalry in the nfl right now to create what will surely be a rise in heart-related hospital visits all across the tri-state region.  my heart is racing just as i type this. 

it's going to be sick.

in a good way.

there have been some wars of words this offseason, including lamar woodley and joe "unibrow" flacco going back and forth in the media, and ryan clark telling a pittsburgh radio station that the rivalry really isn't a rivalry since it has been largely one-sided recently, at least in terms of wins (and certainly in terms of playoff wins).  so, not the game needed it, but it will have a bit of extra "punch" to it.  given the fact that these players are chomping at the bit to play (because of the awful off-season); that it's opening day; and that it's steelers - ravens, it will very possibly be the end of me.  and possibly several of the players. 

in case you are new here, or have forgotten (or tried to block out) my passion about this, you will be delighted to know that if you do a google image search for "steelers ravens" this image (which i made last year!) is on the second line of images:

after that, all that is left to say (at least for today) is HERE WE GO STEELERS, HERE WE GO!!!!


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