Steeler Nation is in an uproar. In every article about them that I read, the comments' section is chock full of the sounds of gnashing of teeth and tones of deep concern and outright despair. Real anger is being directed towards the owner and Coach Cliche.
As Coach Canton loves to point out, "There is fine line between squashing grapes and drinking the wine." Little consolation for the purple footed hordes that have been watching the team descend into a never ending spiral down the toilet. Just good enough to make the playoffs and lousy enough to be blown out in the first quarter of the first round.
The team hasn't won a playoff game in 8 years and this Groundhog Day repetition has caused an uproar that will impact this entitled Jimmy Jams owner in ways that he can't imagine. His next call girl might be a blackmail plant or his next bourbon at the tavern might be a mickey. These are real threats that this boob of an owner might ponder.
When asked at a presser about the anger of the fan-base, Art the Lesser Rooney responded with 'my inbox is full'. This man is playing a game that he doesn't know yet the full admission price, but in time he will.
When the Steeler fan base loses faith completely it will get ugly. I remember the early 60s under head coach Buddy Parker when the Steeler fans threw snowballs at their own players. Parker's son was beaten up outside of the stadium.
In short, the thrill is gone and soon the Steeler brain trust will be living in interesting times. When this all bubbles to the surface, there won't be a dry eye in the stadium. For many it will be tears of joy!
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