The NFL shop informed me there was yet another label I needed to contend with as a marketing monkey/consumer target. I learned today that I'm a"Home gater" which is probably better than being a home wrecker.
Instead of spending $500 at the stadium or $150 at Beef O'Brady's, I'm in for another 6 months of Satellite radio (about $30 split over 16 weeks not bad and all the Beatles I can stand), some buns, chips, and flavored Tea. Instead of a new jersey, I'll pick from my eBay stock. Though I did splurge and bought a Kosar #19. AND I get to clean my house during the game. So some productivity for the old emo dad Browns fan man. As always F#$k Pittsburgh and the NFL.