A Drinking Town With A Football Problem

i talked to my dad yesterday about the superbowl. he talked about how excited he was for the giants, blah, blah, blah. THEN he went on to say that he was happier this past sunday night following the giants win than he was two years ago when the steelers won the superbowl.

WHAT?! dad, i said, how is that possible? he is a superfan. this is the man that raised me and my sister - she is so addicted to the steelers she takes off work following games because they don't air in london until 1am sometimes.

he explained that when the steelers won he was just immensely relieved, he needed them to win so badly he couldn't even be happy when they did. but since the giants aren't really his team he could feel actual joy.

"dad, that is sick," i said.
"no, i talked to a buddy at work and he said the same thing!"

of course he did. they work in a steel mill in pittsburgh.