Scenes From a Cold, Dark Super Bowl Loss

February 9, 2011   ·   Brendan O'Hare   ·   Jump to comments

10:15 PM EST, February 8th—I am currently sitting outside. It’s 15 degrees in the middle of winter. Nothing is on me except for jeans, a Troy Polamalu jersey and a Steelers sweatshirt underneath it. But I’m not cold. Okay, I'm a little cold, but the anger-renaline is too overpowering to care. I’ve slammed my Terrible Towel a few times on the patio furniture, but other than that, I am keeping my composure. I figured this would be the best place to go, due to the lack of breakable of objects. So why am I out here? We have to go back to the beginning, reader. WE HAVE TO GO BACK!
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I am pretty sure I did not need a dramatic introduction to tell you what this article is about. I just like adding LOST bits. At least let me have that.
To say I was angry after the Steelers loss is really an understatement. I needed a few days to write this column, as I am still fuming. Literally fuming. I am still trying to keep the smoke from coming out of my mou...

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