Pittsburgh Poetry: A Big Ben Story

Photo credit: Pittsburgh Post-Gazette

Big Ben threw five interceptions.
The media and fans were all stressin’.
“Ben’s just not the same!”
“His heart’s not in the game!”
On his shoulders the team’s fate is a’restin’.

OK, so I’ll be the first to admit: Motivation does not always come easy. For instance, last night I had so many intentions of sitting down to write this entry. I had an idea of where I wanted it to go. It would not go. It did not happen. The words just did not come. I could not make them come. The motivation was not there.

However, this morning I woke up and had a rush of creative thoughts flood my brain. I kept reciting the words to the limerick above in my head as I brushed my teeth, careful not to lose my train of thought. (Brain farts are a serious problem when your mind constantly goes and goes and goes and goes and…) It doesn’t matter what industry or field you’re in: If you can’t find the motivation or inspiration to do something, it just doesn’t happen.

Which leads me into today’s subject: Big Ben. Coming off his worst game ever statistically, he is not a very well-liked dude in Pittsburgh right now. I know he’s paid millions to do his job. I know his only job is to win football games. I know he’s the leader of the team. But, when you’re just not IN that mood – or you can’t find your groove, or you can’t find that bit of inspiration to get the productivity flowing — it just doesn’t happen. No matter how much money you make, if you don’t have that creative juice, it won’t happen.

Just take the Pittsburgh Penguins, for instance. After winning back-to-back Stanley Cups, they lost – EMBARRASSINGLY – 10 to 1 in just their second game of the season. Their record was 0-1-1 in the first two games. And you know what? They bounced back to shut out the Predators, whom they beat in the Stanley Cup Final just a few months ago, with a score of 4-0 two days later.

But don’t tell that to the Pittsburgh fans or local media. There’s no excuse for this. “Ben’s washed up.” “His heart isn’t in this anymore.” “He should have retired.” We all have our great days, our good days and our downright shitty days. This past Sunday for Ben was downright shitty. This week’s game against the Chiefs will be very interesting.

Which leads me to a feature that I will post (hopefully) every Wednesday: Pittsburgh Poetry. Each week, I’ll stretch my creative juices to provide you, the honored public, with a little poem about the state of affairs in Da ‘Burgh. This week’s obviously is dedicated to the Steeler QB’s lackluster performance, which I no doubt believe he will turn around. After this Sunday’s upset over the Chiefs, the city will be rejoicing and once again bowing down to Big Ben.


Welcome to Yinzerella

Welcome to my little corner of the web! I am Yinzerella, a Pittsburgh-born-and-bred 30-something who loves to write about what she loves most: her city and its culture. I hope this turns into an inspiring space to learn about what makes Pittsburgh great.

A journalist by trade and current communications professional, I missed the creativity behind writing for myself. This outlet will allow me to share about my lifestyle – as well as others’ – in a revitalized blue-collar town. Bites, brews, culture and views will be the highlights of the visual as well as written word in my little space on the ‘Net. And sports. A true Pittsburgher is obsessed with sports.

I also love photography (check out my snaps in Cityscapes, above) and hope to share the city from my lens. I aspire to offer interesting perspectives on some sites Burghers have seen time and time again to prove just how versatile our city can be.

Well, this is a very brief intro to my new space to OFFICIALLY launch Yinzerella. Now please excuse me while I indulge in a Primanti’s sammich and IC Light to spark more inspiration.