Now, I can understand drunks in New York's sports bars cheering when Brady went down. We have the whole New York vs. Boston thing going. We've been rivals forever, or at least since "The Babe" turned in his red socks for pinstripes. Two east coast major markets battling it out - I get it. Heck, I could even understand fans of our mid western rival, The Colts, taking a few shots (actually, it was the complete opposite. They've been pretty darn cool about the whole thing). But Pittsburgh?!?!
I do believe not every Pittsburgh fan is a complete dolt. In fact, quite the opposite. I actually have a friend who's a Pittsburgh fan. Well, not during game week, but that's beside the point. Let's move on, shall we? Apparently, a Pittsburgh fan or fans had the brilliant idea to celebrate the misfortunes of #12.
In a blatant act of asshattery and douchbaggery, I give you...
I'd like to take up a collection. I'd like to buy one of these shirts for each of our OLs and send them to the locker room. Or maybe we should turn Rodney Harrison and Jerod Mayo into blocking backs, Cassel's personal bodyguards, if you will. Come within 10 feet of our QB and you'll be eating fertilizer. Oh, I'm sorry. I've heard a little soap and water will take the yard marker paint off of your facemask.
Search if you'd like, but I will not honor these idiots with a link. 'Nuff said.