Before the parade passes by
I wish I could capture the feeling I had driving into work on Monday. Sure, I was tired after having stayed up to midnight to revel in the Steelers sixth Super Bowl win. But the feeling of euphoria, helped by a local radio station playing various Steeler songs as well as "We Are the Champions" was something I cannot put into words, something that a lot of people just don't get.
The good times continued right into Tuesday with the Steelers parade. I hardly noticed the 30-degree weather and occasional snowfall. What I was well aware of was that I and my closest 350,000 friends were celebrating in style. That day we were all united members of the Steeler Nation (except for the black-and-gold clad jag-off who apparently robbed a bank during the festivities).
This year, one of my coworkers had the best idea of his life (his words): bring a ladder, which was made possible thanks to Bob, the office guy, dropping us off. So many people walked by telling us how smart we were or what a great idea we had. A number of people snapped our pic, clearly in awe of the brilliancy. We saw everything and captured most of the players, unlike when we went three years ago, and saw almost nothing. The only downside was some players never turned our way; they continued to face the crowd on their side. Regardless, I posted some of my faves above; most of the rest are on Flickr.
What stands out most for me is the president of Steeler Nation, Mike Tomlin. He was walking the parade, clearly excited. When he was near us, he picked up someone's sign (something about Stairway to Seven). I have thought highly of Tomlin ever since he made the comment, "I walk past five Lombardi trophies, not five rushing titles," in response to Fast Willie's complaint about the run game. It is hard to describe or define Mike Tomlin; I do know he says things like "things of that nature" a lot, and that is all right with me.
I am glad I went; well worth a few hours of vacation time. Again, glad I live here and am able to experience something like this. There is nothing like living in Sixburgh!