By now, if you've read any of this blog, it's pretty clear that my family and I are passionate Pittsburgh Steelers Fans. When the topic of football comes up with those, who aren't "in-the-know," I'm always asked - or, it's assumed - that I must be from Pittsburgh. Fact is, I've never even been to Pittsburgh....until earlier this month.
I, recently, accepted a new position with a major U.S. retailer that had me flying into the Steel City of Sixburgh en route to a week's worth of time spent....in West Virginia... The only "Pittsburgh" I got to see was flying in and out of the airport!!! However, as any good Steelers Fan would, I arrived to the City of Black & Gold prepared...
Stepping off the plane, I was greeted by a life-size statue of Franco Harris, in position to make thee famous "Immaculate Reception." Ignoring the "DO NOT TOUCH" sign, I pulled my personal game-day Terrible Towel (circa 1995) from my carry-on (which, I fly with for "good luck," of course), and took full advantage of this photo opportunity.
I was, barely, in Pittsburgh long enough for the time it would take to finish off a "Rothles-burger" from Primanti Bros., but I made what I could out of the short time I had. Hopefully, the next time I'm flying into that airport, it'll be to meet Dad for a game at Heinz Field.