My new mother and father-in-law were devoted Steelers fans and my new wife and I were their guests one Monday night when the Rams were playing the Steelers.
It was a close and hard fought game and I had controlled myself admirably. My wife was so proud of me because she knew how excited I could get and knew the strain I was under.
And then...
The Ram RB (I think it was Bettis, ironically) broke free for a big gainer with a couple of Steelers in hot pursuit. I jumped up from my seat, raised my arm in a fist, and shouted, “Run, mofo, Run!”. Ahem... But I didn’t shout “mofo”, I used that other version. In front of my rather new and church going in-laws.
You coulda heard a pin drop. I was speechless...
We all laughed about it later, but Geez, I wished I could have vanished at the time.
THAT’S how bad I used to be. It happened 28 years ago but I remember it like it was yesterday.