Beneral Hospital

Get ready the newest soap opera saga on the North Shore. The tales of Big Ben's ailing shoulder. Post Gazette released a story and picture today in futile attempts to clarify the speculation created by the Sunday Night Football cast.

I'm no doctor, but it looks like Ben may have swallowed a sock puppet.

The reports surrounding this injury have more inconsistencies than my eHarmony profile. (although I really wanted to be an astronaut). Every arm chair surgeon in Western PA has analyzed Ben's chart, only to reach the same conclusion: Ben will play on Sunday. I'm sure the drama will continue to unfold as we approach game day against the hated Philadelphia Iggles.

Neither hurt shoulder nor Hurricane Ike could stop Ben

In other health related news, my jersey jinx came through again, as I helped Brett Keisel to the training table with a calf injury. I should just stick with throwbacks.

A few more quick hitters from the weekend:

• Has anyone noticed that the Steelers first unit still hasn't yielded a TD yet?


• If Romeo Crennel is not on the hot seat yet, he will be after another pitiful coaching job like Sunday night.
  
• Is the PSU offense this lethal, or has the schedule been this pitiful?


• The Bucs go unnoticed in bringing down elusive win #63, once again guaranteeing a sub 100 loss season.

The Gold (and Black) Edition

Happy times are here again

Wow, PittsburghFan turning 50. What a year of milestones this has been: my 40th birthday, my 20th anniversary with the Army, and now my 50th post. I figured that there is no better way of ringing in this achievement than by chronicling the impressive ass whoop that Steeltown laid on the Texans yesterday. Make no mistake, Sunday's game definitely proved who is not the best NFL team in Texas. The Steelers pummeled the Texans with their typical early September rudeness, running their record to 6-0 in the last six openers.

The glorious day started around 9:15 am when I, and the PF road crew hit the tailgating lot. Oh, for the record, Green 22 is the best kept secret in town on a game day.

T Bone and Slugger...sadly, I think they're still sober

the crew and friends enjoying some tail gate

ON TO THE GAME!

and we're underway!

completely blowing up the running lanes

now that's $7 million well spent!

Starks explains to Mean Joe why he makes more this season that Greene did for his entire Hall of Fame career

Stapleton either plans on punting or he is expecting a side career as a Nazi re-enacter. Neither endeavor appears lucrative...

another long day in the books for the unselfish and hardworking crew at PittsburghFan

I'm Back...Again

I vow to never, ever, ever take off four months again. I must apologize for the extended hiatus, but this summer has had its share of distractions, but I am re-focused and back on the beat.

So where were we? Oh yeah, the Steelers. Now that Indian summer is in the air, the brats are back to school, and the summer patio furniture is soon to be hauled to the shed (or to the curb for you Levittown readers), us men must once again turn our attention to that single most important item on life's agenda: THE NATIONAL FOOTBALL LEAGUE.

Let's face it, after the heart wrenching defeat in the NHL finals, and after enduring about three quarters of the Pirates' latest abortion, us suburban carnivores deserve a little TLC in our collective sports psyche. Let's hope the boys of Steeltown deliver.

So anyway, the blog is back for another year. This year I promise more in depth coverage, better graphics...well, actually just graphics, celebrity interviews, more candid (profane) commentary, and of course, an occasional large bosom or two. Speaking of large bosoms, I just sat in my new rock star seats in section 133, and let's just say that the Steeler chicks were out that night. But don't take my word for it, check out the pictures below...

damn, do I love the Black and Gold

UPCOMING: PITTSBURGH FAN Gold Edition Posting (aka 50th entry)