Okay, so I'm a little under the weather today.  Took a sick day.  I hate doing that, but I needed it.  You can't teach kids when standing up causes dizziness.

My wait is finally over!  I have finally seen a Steelers victory in my life time!  And what a game it was!  We've had so many boring SuperBowls the past couple of years.  Same old, same old.  Patriots win, Patriots win, Tom Brady checks his makeup...  The most excitement has been in the wardrobe malfunctions (almost remniscent of the Yankee dynasty we saw in baseball in the late nineties).  But this year's game was impressive.  The Seahawks played a great game.  Both teams had their mishaps, bad calls left fans of both teams cringing, beautiful plays renewed our hopes, and it was an all-out great night.  Until this morning when I realized that something I ate during the athletic tour-de-force was planning to make its own comeback.

I was excited though.  What a way for a man like Jerome Bettis to retire: victorious and in his own city.  And Jurevicius...what a player. That man is amazing.  But nothing compared to that amazing 70+ yarder by Hines Ward, the imaginative trick play by Roethlisberger and his receivers, and the supernatural action that is Troy Palomalu.  Wow.  I am vindicated.

Next year, this lifelong Steelers fan will cheer just as rabidly as always, possibly more in the glow of recent wins.  But deep down, I will harbor a hope for the New Orleans Saints.  Just because, as a Marshall grad, I love a good "Ashes to Glory" story.

Speaking of, they're making a film about my college!  Shooting in WV and Atlanta.  And with a resounding GO HERD, I take my terrible towel and rest in utter satisfaction.