Two Parts Rye Observations: NFL Weeks 6-7

In the last 4 years, I have travelled to Europe 3 times during football season.  Twice for work, most recently for fun.  Two things always happen when I go across the pond.

1. OSU loses a game that they have no business losing.
2. I miss a Steelers-Browns game.

One awesome side-effect from travelling to Spain.  For the next 4-5 days, you wake up every morning at 4 am.  Awesome.  Early Sunday morning I watched the Steelers beat the Brownies.  Gotta love the DVR.  Don't love 5 Turnovers in a row at the end of the 3rd quarter.  That's some quality football right there.

The Vikings game was weird.  We won, so can't complain too much.  It was just odd to watch Minnisota drive down the field only to cough it up and Pitt takes it back for a score.  Twice.  I think the old man at the bar who, we will call buzz-kill, kind of ruined the end for me.

Folks, if you're going to a bar on NFL Sunday, you are going to hear some swearing.  Buzz-kill complained about my language because there were children and a lady present.  His son was cool and apologized for him, but I still had to have a quiet conversation with him.

Me:  I don't want to offend you, but you are at a bar.
Buzz Kill:  You don't have to use the F-word.
Me:  Actually, yes I do.

Don't blame me for my language.  Blame Polamalu for leaving Sydney Rice wide open on 3rd and 18.  What the fuck was that?

The screaming Viking cocktail.