Wed, 02/02/2011 - 14:48
Oh, the SuperBowl. I always have mixed feelings about this game. The last time the Steelers won I compared it to having a baby (not that I would know just went off of what I hear). It's the most glorious feeling of the moment, but it's mixed with sadness because you know it's probably not going to happen again (ie post-partum depression). I still get reminded of that quote every once in a while because it was apparently one of the funnier things that have ever come out of my mouth while tears were ruining my black and yellow paint.
My pre-game anxiety isn't half as high as it is during the playoffs, I have never really ever figured out why. Maybe because it doesn't matter, no matter what happens I can always say, "Man, remember how fun it was when we went to the SuperBowl in 2011? (And in 1996, and in 2005, and in 2008)." We lost in 1996, but in 2005 when we won, I lost it. I was crying, I remember a mosh pit occurring with 60% of the people I didn't know. My mother yelled at us, but I informed her that this was the fourth win in her life while it was our first and she needed to back up and let us enjoy it.