8pm: blah blah blah mike tomlin and ben roethlisberger blah blah enshrinement.
8:06: back from commercial: blah blah blah enshrinement. no steelers inducted this year. 'saright. but dude: where's my game? where's my kickoff? stop teasing me with the steel curtain standing there in all its finery on the sidelines, their muscles all coolin off n'at. let's get to some football!
home depot commercial. he's restoring an historic house. that's good.
iphone commercial. this is not the usual nfl sponsorship.
nfl network commercial. bleh.
8:12: bryant gumbel blah blah. flags + anthem = always good. i'm a sucker for patriotic music. pause blogging. (okay: stop playing the parachute game with the giant flag, first of all, and second, players, you're on television. stop jawing yer chewing gum for a minnit, wouldja?)
8:15: more about mike tomlin. i miss bill cowher, but mike graduated from my alma mater. i'm good with that. and full of good perspective. interviewer: "do you feel pressure following a legendary coach like bill cowher?" tomlin: "no, man, pressure is trying to feed your family. we're just here to play a game." that's our guy :) now we're ready for some football!
8:17: we won the toss. and we have eight new coaches. and no willie parker tonight?? eek. no one told me that. where is he? well, we have hines ward and big ben. those are two good faces to see out there. must check steelers site for injury list.
8:21: beeyootiful pass from big ben to cedrick wilson! 55 yards. w00t! with a follow-up two minutes later! a little more help downfield and wilson would have had a touchdown. luckily, next play, he charged through for one. i love it!! that's a great start. statistically, if we can get two before halftime, we almost always win. cross your fingers!
oh--same heineken commercial and a car or truck commercial--i forgot to pay attention.
next commercial break: nascar video game, kingsford briquettes, and united way (cool). score remains the same. our guys held their own.
i wish wilson had caught batch's pass in the next bit, but we're doing okay still.
nationwide and kia commercials. not as redundant as i usually find these. and...a...chicken driving a getaway car. ah, a wendy's commercial. that explains it. i guess.
8:37: go troy! he is such a badass! he's my favorite. :)
wendy's + home depot commercials. repeats already. bleh. and sirius.
what? the saints challenging our possession? whatevs. not even. he totally had it. why would you use your first challenge so early in the game? (sock update: i am four pattern repeats, or 16 rounds, from starting the heel flap--aka the part that breaks up the monotony--so i'm trying to slog through instead of casting on something black or gold. let's hope i'm not jinxing our boys.)
so far, so good. our possession stands. and our guys are kicking ass and taking names plowing across that yellow line. it's a sight to behold. not unstoppable, but good. shockingly, jeff reed misses, though--that never happens.
8:52: iphone commercial. gmc commercial. taco bell commercial. nfl network commercial. aside from the latter, what exactly *is* the demographic?
boy, is it raining there. it's raining here, too, but i'm not outside playing football. i'm cozily inside knitting and hanging out with my dogs and my guy. times like these i appreciate my job. and my life.
i didn't even know we had a third quarterback. bummer about that sack, but how about passing to that moose who took it way down? i love that shit. move out the way! w00t w00t!
ford and giant eagle (regional supermarket chain) commercials. highmark (regional blue cross/blue shield affiliate commercial). and (surprise) another nfl network plug. (note that i'm watching this on our local cbs affiliate). and they're showing wacko steeler fans in the stands. love that. we have great fans.
9:16: ugh. i hate time outs! and i have four repeats left. i miscounted my tick marks before: i had five repeats. how irritating.
9:18: and we have our second touchdown before halftime! loves me the santonio lately. he worried me a little early on, but he's been good since then. go baby!
i cannot wait until commentators quit talking about ben's motorcycle accident, his appendectomy, his lousy interception record last season (okay, that's recent, but i hate hearing about it anyway), blah blah bah. most of it is old news, and it's all NOT THIS SEASON. we have a new coach and it's a near year, baby. if you don't have anything *interesting* to say, stfu. your commentary is NOT why we tune in.
10:03: i am sleepy. this is bedtime and the commentary couldn't be duller, and the game isn't all that exciting. i'm not seeing much polamalu, it's early in the third quarter, and i don't think we're going to lose. that's good, of course, but do i really want to stay up another two hours to be certain, if the process of getting there isn't enthralling? i have a headache building, too, and i have three more pattern repeats (12 rounds) before i can start the heel flap. oh.my.god, this pattern is infuriating. a four-row repeat, but the four rows are nearly identical--the only difference between rows one and two and between rows three and four is ktbl versus k. and the two pairs of rows are very similar, too. so, not mindless enough to be truly mindless stockinette tv-and-movie knitting, requiring just enough attention to be distracting from whatever you wish you were really able to attend to. like a mosquito in your ear, but a mosquito on which you have to make notes for biology class or something. that kind of annoying. otoh, the resulting sock is deliciously soft, squooshy, and beautiful. i do love this yarn. and i do love my dad, and i want to send him a present. so, on i trudge. but i think maybe not tonight. i think now i might go to bed, catch up on the game results in the morning, and get to the heel flap tomorrow after work. nighty-night.