Ben Roethlisberger Carted Off Field Today

Ben Roethlisberger was carted off the field in Pittsburgh today during the game with Cleveland. He dropped back to pass, scrambled around a bit and was leveled by two Browns. They sent the cart out, strapped him down and as they wheeled him off the field he did give the thumbs up sign.

Last report I heard is they are calling it a concussion. Why on earth was Tomlin playing him???? He should have played maybe one quarter max and gotten him off the field. We had nothing to play for this week. If we could not beat a team that has not scored an offensive touchdown since Week 11 with Leftwich then we seriously need some help. I hope Ben shakes off all the cobwebs before the playoffs!

Ben Roethlisberger My Soul Mate?????

Before I read the interview with Big Ben in this week's Sporting News magazine, my crush on him was merely a football crush. But now, after reading one little part of the interview, I feel we are soul mates. So what if I am 10 years older???

Here is what he said:

SN: "What scares you off the field?"

Ben: "Snakes. I hate snakes. I scream like a little girl when I see one, even if it's a little garter snake. I can't stand 'em. I hate'em. I'm not really afraid of dying. Snakes and tomatoes are the two things I am afraid of."

SN: "Tomatoes? What happened? Did you have a traumatic experience with them while growing up?"

Ben: "I don't know. I just can't stand them. I like ketchup, I like tomato sauce and spaghetti sauce. I just don't like tomatoes. My parents like them; I don't know why I don't. I can't stand to touch them. I just don't like 'em. I'm not really sure why. I think it's just the whole texture...I don't know what it is. I hate tomatoes."

I have been teased my whole life for just this issue. I will eat ketchup on everything but put a real live tomato in front of me and I flip out. I love pizza sauce, spaghetti sauce and I can even eat a chunk of a cooked tomato if it is in chili or something. But if you were to put a little diced tomato in my salad, I just might throw it at you. I spaz out. I have no idea why, my whole family loves them but I just cannot deal with them at all.

Ben, will you please marry me? We can search the world for restaurants that will leave those nasty little buggers out of our salads. We can fight our weakness together and together be stronger. Think about it...give me a call sometime and we can set a date.