Kingerski: Steelers Fans, Get Over Yourselves; Acrisure, Acrisure, Acrisure
For God’s sake, you’d think the world almost ended, the sky fell, Donald Trump married Hillary Clinton with Joe Biden and George Bush serving as ring bearers. Great Scott, the company with Pittsburgh roots that long ago stopped being a Pittsburgh company, stopped sponsoring the Pittsburgh Steelers stadium. It’s now Acrisure Stadium.
That’s it, tear it down!
The big yellow barn on the North Shore is named after Acrisure Insurance. The company also handles artificial intelligence and real estate, just in case you’re in the market.
Say it with me, Acrisure. You can do it. It doesn’t hurt, nor does it affect the Pittsburgh Steelers in any negative way.
Actually, with a cool $150 million coming their way, the new stadium name helps the organization. The money Acrisure — say it again — paid for the naming rights is three times that of Heinz, which is no more a Pittsburgh company than U.S. Steel, PNC Bank, or PPG.
Why is it that everything must be Pittsburgh-centric anyway? Every player who grew up in Pittsburgh must play for Pittsburgh, and every Pittsburgh team must lust after any player who grew up within a driving distance of the three rivers.
Get over yourselves already.
Acrisure. Acrisure. Acrisure.
Of far more pressing issues are the flagging career of Devin Bush, the potential to see a mediocre QB under center heaving passes into the grass or opposing jerseys, an offensive line rebuilt with junkyard parts, and a head coach who hasn’t won a playoff game since Obama was leaving office.
But MY GOD, THEY CHANGED THE STADIUM NAME, KINGERSKI! It’s not Heinz Field anymore!
And it’s no longer called Blush at the end of the Rachel Carson bridge. Chauncey’s is long gone. Froggy’s is a distant memory. Foodland is all but gone. What’s your point?
You’re still going to pay $16 for a beer. $12 for nachos. And you will tailgate your butts off while laughing at the Cleveland Browns’ even worse QB situation, while wondering just how desperate could an organization be to sign a player already accused of more than a dozen sexual assaults. That part isn’t funny, but you’ll revel in the Browns’ failure while toasting to locked Bud Light coolers in Cleveland.
Currently, there are protests and petitions against the Acrisure change.
Can’t we just be happy that Kenny Pickett will eventually be the Steelers QB?
The world is still dealing with an insidious little virus that is more contagious than saying jagoff. A major country is still waging an unfounded and criminal war against a peaceful neighbor. Gas prices are still close to $5. Inflation is outpacing record salary gains, so average families are getting raises but losing money as they put food on the table. We’ve got a bunch of octagenarians still fighting over the Presidency while our infrastructure crumbles and our society tears itself apart in support of one of those 80-year-olds.
Yinz have nothing better to do, eh?
Acrisure, Acrisure, Acrisure.
The Pittsburgh Steelers existed long before an insurance company heaped money on them, and they will exist long after. Perhaps you remember the giant Marlboro sign at Three Rivers? Players shooting at helicopters, speeding down McKnight was bags of weed, knocking down doors at home, and far more egregious allegations.
Just keep chanting Muuuthh whenever Pat Freiermuth catches a pass and breathe deeply. All will be fine.
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