CouchLife, Day 22 I got drunk a couple weeks ago and got into this great conversation about posters you had in your room when you were little. When I was about 7 years old, my family moved from Portland, Ore. to Palm Desert, Calif. My parents knew I loved football, and knew I liked the Steelers. But they didn’t particularly love any teams and apparently believed this Steeler thing would be a passing fling now that we were a scant two hours from the Rams and the Raiders in L.A. (Fools!) So, like they were hedging a bet, they filled my room with all kinds of NFL stuff. I had pennants of probably 12 different teams. Eagles, Oilers, Bengals, Raiders, whatever. It was like they hit the mother lode at somebody’s garage sale. (Let the record show that I requested — and eventually received — not one, but two Steelers pennants.) I also had four framed team posters. As I plowed through another cup o vodka on our deck, I tried to describe these posters to everyone. All I could remember was they were drawings that had the city’s skyline and mascot. And they were bad ass. Bad. Ass. Seeing as I have plenty of time to kill, today I dug into Google and finally found the posters. Turns out I was right. These things are SWEET. I actually ended up hating the 49ers and not really caring about the Rams and Seahawks, but it’s all good. Here is the entire archive (excuse me while I shed a misty tear).

CouchLife, Day 22

I got drunk a couple weeks ago and got into this great conversation about posters you had in your room when you were little.

When I was about 7 years old, my family moved from Portland, Ore. to Palm Desert, Calif. My parents knew I loved football, and knew I liked the Steelers. But they didn’t particularly love any teams and apparently believed this Steeler thing would be a passing fling now that we were a scant two hours from the Rams and the Raiders in L.A. (Fools!) So, like they were hedging a bet, they filled my room with all kinds of NFL stuff.

I had pennants of probably 12 different teams. Eagles, Oilers, Bengals, Raiders, whatever. It was like they hit the mother lode at somebody’s garage sale. (Let the record show that I requested — and eventually received — not one, but two Steelers pennants.) I also had four framed team posters.

As I plowed through another cup o vodka on our deck, I tried to describe these posters to everyone. All I could remember was they were drawings that had the city’s skyline and mascot. And they were bad ass. Bad. Ass.

Seeing as I have plenty of time to kill, today I dug into Google and finally found the posters. Turns out I was right. These things are SWEET. I actually ended up hating the 49ers and not really caring about the Rams and Seahawks, but it’s all good.

Here is the entire archive (excuse me while I shed a misty tear).

Jul 7 2010

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