I sat there watching the Steelers Ravens game on the T.V I could see all of the Steelers players but it seemed like they were playing themselves and rather badly I might add. The scores were blank at the top and it was like I was getting a first person view of the game. I could see Troy Polamalu running around like a mad man and jumping at the chance to get the ball, but things we just not falling into place.
My heart was pounding, I was so disappointed that I was watching my Steelers lose so badly, but I really could not tell how badly it was going. My husband was sitting beside me and made a comment that the scores were blanked out because of how horrible the loss was. He also was laughing at my loss. (PS…Honey…your team is 0-3…just saying! =P )
Finally it was like my eyes focused and I could see the score…this is so hard just to repeat. It was 75-0. Yes, it was that bad. I woke up in a panic only to realize it was 2 in the morning and the Steelers could not possibly lose to the Ravens that badly. Heck I am banking on a win from them! Well I know we can win, even with out Ben there this week.
Yes, I like sports. Not all sports mind you (Basketball does nothing for me), but I really love Football, Boxing, and Hockey. When I was younger, I would never watch sports. In fact, I thought they were dumb. I mean what is the point?! Well on January 19th, 2006, my grandfather, the man who raised me, passed away. He had Mesothelioma. Five years before he died he had Lymphoma but beat it. He was the strongest man I ever met and I miss him to this day. I called him Popple when I was first learning to talk and it stuck around to where my entire family called him it and we still do to this day.
Popple loved sports. He watched them all. From boxing to baseball, he loved it all. When I could not sleep, I would sit in the living room with him and watch him watch his sports. I thought it was boring and trivial, but something about him made me like to sit there and take it all in.
On Christmas day in 2005, he was sick. We all knew it but we really did not want to say anything. He claimed it was just a flu, maybe even a bad chest cold. Even though I was too big, I sat on his lap that Christmas, like I always did. Popple told me then that the Steelers were going to win the Super Bowl that year. I just giggled and went along with it.
January 2nd, they took Popple to the hospital and he stayed there until he died. It turns out he had a collapsed lung that he had been living with and working the farm with it for a few weeks. No one could believe it. But, that is just how strong he was. Things went downhill fast after that. I miss him very much and even gave a eulogy at his funeral.
On February 5th, 2006 I sat in my dorm room and watched the Steelers win their 5th Super Bowl. As I watched I knew why I watched it. I knew it was for my Popple, but I was seeing what he saw for the first time. I enjoyed the game, was even happy to watch more sports after it.
Do I only love sports because of my grandfather? No. Did I start watching them because of his influence? Yes. Now every time the Steelers or Penguins have a win I think “That one is for you Popple.”
Let’s hope he gets another win this weekend.