Steelers - Nov. '08
Home Up

This game was horrible.  I mean that in all senses of the word.  It was cold, rainy, sloppy and generally miserable.  Oh, and the Patriots lost to Pittsburgh, 33-10.  Chris and I discussed  whether this game or the Jets game in '07 was the worst ever weather game we've attended.  I said it was the Jets game last year.  Chris says it's this one.  We'll have to agree to disagree.   As always, however, we managed to have a good time.

 

The lighthouse is red, white and blue.

Josh and Brett pose in front of Gillette Stadium.

 

Is that Lenny talking to Bill?

Bill, Jason, Josh and Steve D. enjoy some cold conversation.

 

Nice hat, Ray-Ray.

Ray says, "Wutchoo talkin' 'bout, Chris?"

 

"Trust the Gorton's fisherman!"

Steve D., Bill and Steve B.

 

A little wind and rain won't get Bruce and Josh down.

Manning the grill.

 

...or Lenny, for that matter.

Dave peeks out from behind.

 

It all looks very orderly, doesn't it?

Ellen and Josh chat on Canopy Alley.

 

Tailgating diehards.

Can't you just tell how crappy it was out.  Blek.

 

Chris knows a secret.

Chris and Steve don't seem to be letting the weather get them down.

 

Why do we choose to drink cold beverages in cold, windy, rainy weather?

Lenny, Chris and Josh brace against the chilly wind.

 

What the HELL is that?

I'm really hoping Steve isn't giving Dave the thumbs-up
on that rain gear.  That's just hideous.

 

It's the Stay-Puft marshmallow man!

Ellen puts the whammy on the photographer.

 

Gettin' frisked.

Fans wait in line outside the Bank of America gate at Gillette Stadium.

 

Another sell-out at Gillette.

They just keep on comin'!

 

That's the Hall at Patriot Place presented by Ratheon over there!

The wet plaza inside the Bank of America gate.

 

Randomly milling fans.

Fans mill about in the lower level concourse.

 

Game action.

Game action.  The Pats kept it close for a while.

 

Game action.

More Patriots v. Steelers action.

 

Frikken BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR....!!!

Steve B. and Steve D. are holding up well in the cold, rainy night.

 

I wonder if he'd toast well.

Bill can't stand to look at the Stay-Puft marshmallow man anymore.

 

10-10 in the second quarter.

This was the last time the scoreboard was worth looking at.  Thank God there
aren't anymore photos of this one.  It was really just ugly.

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