About eight years ago, I was talking to a fellow after church, and he suddenly said, "Hey, you're from Pittsburgh! You must be excited."
"Um, yes, I'm excited," I said blankly. Pittsburgh's a great place to be from, with its role in American history and the presence of great schools like Carnegie Mellon University, but it's not like I wake up every morning and run around the house, caught in the ecstasies of heaven and screaming "I'm from Pittsburgh! I'm from Pittsburgh!"
"What am I excited about?" I asked.
"The Steelers!" Tony said.
"Well sure, they're from Pittsburgh too," I said. When I was 8, our elementary school music teacher taught us the Pittsburgh Polka, which was the closest thing the Steelers had to a fight song. "What about them?"
"They're going to be in the Super Bowl!"
"Oh yes, yes," I said with all the relish someone might muster for washing the dishes. "When is that?"
"Today," he said. He groaned as he realized that my disinterest wasn't an act, and he turned away. "Never mind."
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