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Pittsburgh sucks.

I said, PITTSBURGH SUCKS!

I was driving to the store one night after work this week and walking out of a Sheetz parking lot were two kids. Locals, I’m sure. Probally about 13 or 14 years old enjoying the soda’s they had just purchased (or shoplifted – who am I to judge?). I didn’t really take much notice to the shorter kid, but the taller kid was wearing a shirt that said, in giant letters, nothing more than ‘PITTSBURGH SUCKS!’. Exclamation point and all.

Unbelivable? Almost.

Amazing? Yes.

Immaculate? Maybe.

Now, chances are this was an anti-some Pittsburgh sports team shirt in favor of whatever team is famous for being at odds with that Pittsburgh team.

I don’t know enough about sports to make that call.

I do know there is a big rivarly between the Boston Red Socks (or is its ‘Sox’?) and the New York Derek Jeters Yankees, but that’s the extent that my sports rivalries knowledge goes – but I digress.

Oh, and it was purple.

The shirt, not the kid.

Anyway, I said all of that to get into what was my secondary thought when I saw that kids, and that’s this:

What if that shirt had nothing to do with any sports team at all?

That would be amazing, no? It would be immaculate. If so, this kid for whatever reason, hates Pittsburgh SO MUCH that he spent money to express that hate. Man, that kid would have to be pretty cool, I thought.

But, nobody is that cool.

Not Bear Grylls, not Henry Rollins and not me.

And probally not that kid with the soda.

Probally.