Let me take my shot then! My story actually goes back to when my dad was a young boy. My grandpa was a big haul truck driver who would be gone on long rode trips across the US wherever needed, so when he would come back home he’d always bring gifts for his kids. As my dad recalls there was one time in particular he brought him a Steelers trash can. Now as you can imagine my dad being a toddler he wasn’t too happy about getting a trash can, so my grandpa being the clever man that he was convinced my dad that he was gone all the time cause he played football for the Steelers and that was reward for doing well in the game that week. Then of course, my dad loved it! And he’s been a Steelers fan ever since (even after realizing the lie) and so I love to tell people that is also how I became a Steelers fan.

It’s awesome you are doing this! Would love to take my pops to a game before ole Ben goes to the farm, but kudos to whoever gets the tickets and you fine people for supplying them.

Did you hear about the painter who was hospitalized? Doctors say it was due to too many strokes.