So, a rather pompous person that I met recently found out that I am a rabid Steeler fan. "Oh" he snorted. "You're one of those". Those? THOSE???? What the hell does that mean I queried oh-so-politely. "Oh, you know. One of those sheep that just follows the masses." Really. Well, for the record, sir, I am not a sheep but a member of a tribe. A tribe known as Steeler Nation. We wear black and gold proudly. We love our team win or lose. We write songs to express our joy. Swing our towels and drink our beer. Praise and armchair quarterback with equal fervor. We greet each other with a automatic "Go Steelers" to begin and end our conversations. My tribe is strong. My tribe is part of who I am.
I wish I had said any of that. But I didn't. I did the only thing I could think of at the time.
"Baaa"
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Way to go. Spoken like a true sheep. :)
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