Music City Miracle

Kerry Meacham and I will be rooting against each other on Sunday when his Tennessee Titans visit my Pittsburgh Steelers for a game at Heinz Field. But if my boys have to lose, I’ll be glad for Kerry and his wife. He’s a great guy and the author of today’s guest post in which he recounts a rare perspective of one of the greatest plays in NFL history. You should read his blog and find him on Twitter. Okay Kerry, the field is yours!

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When Clay asked if I would write a guest post for his blog, the first thing that popped into my head was the Tennessee Titans. Just so you know, I’m a true fan, but my wife is a fanatic. One of her parameters for me accepting my current job in St. Louis was that we would still go back to Nashville for all Titans’ home games. Done.

My wife and I at this year’s first home game, where we WAXED the Baltimore Ravens 23-16 thank you very much.

Yes, you’re right. When I wear that jersey people are constantly bugging me for an autograph thinking I’m the real Chris Johnson (#28). I constantly have to remind them that he’s the one with the dreads. Sheesh, people can be so annoying when you look like a sports celebrity.

Each year when we go to the first Titans’ home game, I get a feeling of anticipation like I did that first season the Titans came to Nashville in 1999. It was an exciting time, and Nashville was all abuzz. My wife and I bought season tickets when they became available, and we ended up with seating on the second row in the south end zone. It was truly a Cinderella year where the Titans won every home game during the regular season. Momentum built each week they won.