As Steeler Fans, We Hold Our Heads High

I am a Steeler fan.  Since I was a third-grader in January 1979, when I chose to cheer for the Steelers in Super Bowl XIII, I became a fan of the black and gold and haven't looked back. I could never be a Bengals fan, or a Cowboys fan.  I can't bring myself to cheer for a team who deliberately brings in players who have made very bad decisions in their private lives, hoping that it won't affect the team in a negative way. I like chering for the team who recognizes character and integrity as essential components and expects it from their players. I first realized that this is the Steeler way in March 1996, just after Super Bowl XXX.  Bam Morris had just had a great season, thrilled me with a few good run plays in the Super Bowl, then got caught with marijuana in his vehicle a month later.  The Steelers cut him immediately.  Goodbye, Bam Bam. I immediately thought, "Best RB I can remember since Barry Foster.  What are the Steelers going t...