Oh, Redskins Fans are Already Whining...

In preparation, a resignation to their own fate, and pure envy, Washington Redskins fan are already jumping on their new team to hate (other than the Eagles and the Cowboys)- my beloved Steelers. Why Skins fans hate a team that is not even in their conference, nor someone they truly play that often used to be beyond me. But, DC Sports Bog cleared it up for me:

Honestly, for a good part of the day, it felt like being at FedEx Field on a certain late fall Monday evening, with a certain black and gold fan base emerging from dark vans like cockroaches, the kind of cockroaches that wear those gloating little smirks and whisper bad things about your treasured civic institutions under their breath.

Oh... so this is about our fans storming your stadium, because God forbid, all the relocated Steelers fans come see a game when it's actually close to them. And then, y'know, they outnumber the Skins fans because most people with common sense that move to this area look at the Redskins' slow death (it's called Snyderitis) and stick with the team they were born cheering for. DC, you have better teams to hate and more realistic rivals. The next jerk who calls me a bandwagoner when I'm in my Rothelisberger jersey and asks if that's my boyfriend's team is going to get socked in the face.*

Seriously, Skins fans (and I know most of you that read my blog are Skins fans)- is this what the hate is about? And what will happen to fans the next time Cheeseheads come for a local game? There are far more Green Bay fans than Steelers fans in this area. You all should be directing your hatred at someone more appropriate, like Dan Snyder, for effectively driving a team that had a respectful record into the ground.

*Backstory: In college, I was wearing my Rothelisberger jersey and shopping at the Burke Center Giant when some jerk comes up and says, "God, another Steelers bandwagoner. What, is that your boyfriend's team Sweetheart?" I told him that calling me Sweetheart would cause him to lose a ball. Then I told him that I was born in Pittsburgh, at Magee hospital and I still have family there and all across PA, so he could suck my proverbial nuts that I didn't "bandwagon" onto a shittier team just to fit in to where I relocated and spurn our family's pride. Oh, and my boyfriend liked the Packers. Wait, I still can say that. Hm.