If you’ve ever been to Western PA you know what I mean when I say “I was born a Steeler Fan”. Most NFL cities “have a team”. Pittsburgh is the team. Phoenix has the Cardinals. San Diego has the Chargers. Pittsburgh is Black and Gold.
I love football Sunday! Some of my favorite memories from childhood are watching football games with family and friends. Hearing my Mom and Aunts scream louder than any of the guys in the room always made me laugh. I love the tension. The excitement. The screams. The laughs. Win or Lose it was always fun.
Yes, I know, I cheered for the Arizona Cardinals. In my defense, the Pittsburgh Steelers do not have cheerleaders and I lived in Arizona at the time. During audition interviews I even told the judges I was a Steeler fan. One of my greatest thrills was the time the Cardinals played the Steelers and Bill Cowher was standing right in front of me. It took everything inside of me not to scream for the Steelers that game.
One of the first conversations I had with my L.A. born and raised husband was about my love of football and the Pittsburgh Steelers. I made it very clear, that he too, needed be fan. Sorry honey. There was also the conversation I had with him to let him know that our kids would also be Steeler fans and that it would not be my fault. They would just be born that way.
Ellie Feb. 1st, 2009 Cardinals vs. Steelers Superbowl
Even thought we live on the West Coast everyone
cheers screams for the Black and Gold.
Last week it was time to introduce Zach to the Pittsburgh Steelers.
He is proof you’re born a Steeler’s fan.