In the beginning it wasn't looking good,fumbling and bumbling our way to the highest levels of ineptitude,Destroying hopes and crushing spirits while displaying a unprecedented lack of fortitude and drive !
Residing in this rarefied air not often seen outside of the greater Cleveland area our beloved Steelers were backed into a cold,dark corner with only the cloak of failure to keep them warm and humble pie to tame the hunger , looking into the abyss and holding on by a mere fingernail it was time,indeed, it was time.
Echoing through the catacombs of steeler nation were the cries of those who came before ,and the crackle of the flames below, the flames who without mercy burn to the ground the memory's and achievements of a entire franchise, and the souls of a devoted nation, prior to entrance into the abyss....It was a day of reckoning, gut check time, the albatross fastened securely around their necks and the heat of the flames nipping at their toes, It's not getting any nicer it's not getting any easier, A wise man knows to stop digging when he's got himself in a hole, A general knows sometimes you have to lose the battle in order to win the war.
It was a day of reckoning indeed,A time to look deep within,to find out exactly what you're made of, for better or for worse it was time to find out,as a team, as men, as a band of brothers, the true strength of your character. It's a decision made collectively as a team , A choice to make as one. Are you committed enough ? Are you strong enough ? Are you man enough ? Our lives lay in the balance, our fingers bloody and sore maintain hold, It is time, It is the moment of truth, the albatross is heavy and the flames are getting higher, What are we going to do men ? Are we going to let go and fall into the abyss ? or, are we going to...RISE......