Tuesday, October 13, 2009
For example, when discussing ideas for possible upcoming alumni events, some chuckelhead from the class of '72 said, "Hey, how about getting together on a night when the Steelers play?"
Mike Wallisch seized the opportunity here to put in his 25 cents worth and goes into a loooonnnnggg dissertation on why this is such a bad idea. "Some people like to watch the game with certain friends only. Some people like to go to their favorite bar. Some people like to tailgate. Some people watch it with their family. Some people actually have tickets to the game. Some people prefer to watch the game in silence so that they can concentrate on the action. Blah, blah, blah." Then, for his closing argument, the esteemed member of the bar shocks everyone by saying, "As for me, I hate the Steelers, so it doesn't matter."
GASP!!!! There was a hush immediately thrown over the room. The silence, as they say was deafening.
Just when you think you know someone... It almost reminded me of one of those bizarre kidnapping cases where they interview the neighbors and they say stuff like, "I always thought he was just a quiet guy." Or,"He never bothered anyone, he kept to himself. I always thought that he wouldn't harm a fly". Then there's always the classic,"I used to see him at alumni meetings. I thought he was a pretty good guy...for an attorney."
Shortly thereafter, the meeting adjourned. The group I left with suddenly started telling classic attorney jokes on the way out. In one joke an attorney, lost at sea and surrounded by sharks, gets out of his boat only to have the sharks line up so that he could walk on their backs safely to shore. "Why did they do that," asked an amazed person still stuck on the boat? "Professional courtesy," yelled back the attorney. Stuff like that. I wonder what brought that on all of a sudden? Moral of the story: Some things are better left unsaid, Mike Wallisch. If you want to hate the Steelers, fine. Just do your hating in a Cleveland Browns, Baltimore Ravens, or Cincinnati Bengals jersey in the privacy of your own bedroom. Just don't tell your alumni brethren about it.
Now that I've gotten that off my chest, let's get back to our real reason for getting together today: "Pittsburgh: Thru the Lens of Gary Gayda." Any of the pictures that you see in this series can be ordered directly from Gary Gayda by emailing him at GMGayda@yahoo.com. Tell Gary what photo number you are interested in and the size you'd like. He'll get back to you. If you happen to know Mike Wallisch, let him know that this is Pittsburgh. Nobody here hates the Steelers...and lives to talk about it!
#20: ONE SHOT, FOUR BRIDGES