I love my city. The "Queen City", Porkopolis, or the Blue chip City, Don't know why were called that last one? I live in the 'burbs of the "Nati", Cincinnati OH. Having said that I haven't watched a Bengals game for 3 or 4 years. I just had to quit. It was addicting and made me and those around me miserable. Last week at Church half of the people who showed up were proudly wearing their Carson Palmer or Ochocinco jerseys. Then after that miserable collapse against the Bronco's you could hear the whole city yell "AH SHIT" at one time. Now then after the beat down they put on the Packers yesterday, I can't wait 'til next week at Church and see how many more Orange and Black jerseys will make an appearance. It's weird, but every time some one like me kicks the habit, 2 or 3 more gets sucked in. And all that's left after 16 nerve wracking weeks is doom and despair. Good luck to the Bengals and their fans, but I refuse to get sucked in ever again.
Peace be with you all, feeno