Disappointment is an understatement. The Steelers left a stinker reminiscent of my youth in Pittsburgh when the Jones & Laughlin (J&L) Steel Mill was still blasting way in Pittsburgh. Some of you that are old enough may recall that sulfuric atmosphere. For you youngsters who want to replicate living history; eat about a dozen deviled eggs; a pan full of fried pierogi smothered in onions washed down with a six-pack of some stale Iron City beer that’s been rusting away in some cellar. That’s the “pale, stale ale with the foam on the bottom” also known as Olde Frothingslosh.
The Perspective Of An Average Steelers Fan: Pittsburgh At The Death Star
