Tweets about evil quarterbacks and home team love were running rampant during Sunday night’s AFC championship game between the Steelers and Jets. Some chimed in about never forgiving Michael Vick, a position I support with every fiber of my being. As a Pittsburgh resident, I’m caught between a rock and very hard and cold place. I love my Steelers. Ben Roethlisberger? Not so much. At the start of the season I went on record saying I’d rather see Charlie Batch and that Leftwich guy play every down, even if it meant we would lose every game, than have Ben as our quarterback. Unfortunately, head coach Mike Tomlin and the Rooney family ownership group didn’t call to consult with me.
Draft Day Suit coach Laurie and I had the following exchange:
No.No.No. Not the gagging part. I get that, but I know I can love a team while harboring intense hatred for their quarterback.