I do not like Pittsburgh. I really think that anything west of Wilkes Barre is technically Ohio anyway. I have hated the Steelers since I could actually spit out the words "Mean Joe Green," think the Penguins have lived off of Mario Lemieux far too long, and do not like sharing the state with people who never miss an opportunity to talk about how horrible Philadelphia fans are.
That last point is particularly ironic, given that a proud son of Pittsburgh has essentially gone on record criticizing a man for getting his head bashed in by rowdy fans. You heard me. A gentleman (and I use that word very loosely) named John Steigerwald (yeah, I know, I never heard of him either) penned a piece for the Observer-Reporter in Washington, PA, wherein he makes the following observation about Bryan Stow, a man who is now in a coma because he dared to wear Giants gear to a Dodgers' game:
Maybe someone can ask Snow, if he ever comes out of his coma, why he thought it was a good idea to wear Giants’ gear to a Dodgers’ home opener when there was a history of out-of-control drunkenness and arrests at that event going back several years.
Are there really 40-something men who think that wearing the jersey makes them part of the team? It was cute when a 10-year-old kid got that feeling by showing up at Three Rivers Stadium in a Pirates jersey, but when did little boys stop growing out of that?