In the saddle

All right, I think I've finally sobered up enough to post without fear of writing something that will get me sued..

Anyways, big weekend, of course, for the Stillers. Went out to the Cab again for some Steeler fan madness. Drank a couple/few of these Red Bull/Jager shots that threw me for a loop.

Few thoughts on the game... Pass interference call in the end zone was very touchy, but valid because it happened two feet in front of the referee. About time the Stillers got a couple calls anyhow. Seahawks played lazy, running out of bounds on completed passes without even trying to drag their feet. Then, that Mack Strong, or whoever their fullback was, getting stopped short of that first down in the first half without really even trying to get an extra yard that would push him past. Roethlisberger, on the other hand, diving into the end zone head first... you don't get that from Payton Manning. Seahawks were soft... In Orlando, I'm sitting at breakfast with a Steelers fan, who is looking over the USA Today, which ran a comparison of the two Super Bowl cities. You know, favorite this and favorite that... Well, Seattle's favorite food and drink was listed as sushi and Starbucks. Pittsburgh's was Iron City and Kabossa. Well, who'd you think was going to win the football game?

Final football note of the day: Also, while in Orlando, ran into a huge Ohio State Buckeye fan from Columbus. This guy was way into football and may have even been a coach on some level. Now, Maurice Clarett is one of my all-time favorite college football players. Used to stop what I was doing to watch him run. Loved to watch him set up his blocks and glide 5-6 yards downfield without much effort. "There was no head bobbing," was how this Buckeye fan described him.

I asked, "what happened? This guy was a phenomenal football player, but why couldn't he make it in the pros?" Then, we got into a whole Lebron James comparison, and the topic of bad advice. This guy felt Clarett simply wasn't ready for the pros and never matured enough physically or mentally to make it. Then, this whole armed robbery thing. "If they take away your dream," my newfound friend commented. "Then what have you got left but to destroy yourself?"

Think about it, all you Joseph Campbell fans especially.

Ralph