The entire community goes ape-shit nuts for football and particularly for the Pittsburgh Steelers. I've had I don't know how many out-of-town visitors come here for the first time and stand like an Amish guy in a Best Buy; jaws dropped in amazement at the breadth and depth of the Steeler fan loyalty. Folks paint their houses black and gold. Folks get married in Steeler themed weddings, baby's first outfit is a Steelers jersey, tombstones are adorned with the Steelers logo. The tradition, the pride, the joy this team brings to this region are unparalleled in this nation. No other fan base can call themselves "Nation" like the Steeler Nation. After the disaster of NAFTA and the closing of America's most strategic resource (steel production), the Pittsburgh diaspora began. Pittsburghers raised on Franco's Italian Army and the Steel Curtain defense went seeking fortune all around the country. But they never abandoned their Pittsburgh roots and Steeler heritage. Now they live all over flying Black and Gold flags outside their homes and twirling Terrible Towels on Sunday afternoons. And here we go to our eighth Super Bowl. The quest: securing the Magnificent Seven: the seventh Lombardi trophy for the Great Hall at Heinz Field. God speed, Pittsburgh Steelers! Play fair and beat the Pack!