Don’t you forget about me. Don’t don’t don’t don’t don’t you forget about me. -Simple Minds
If you’re like me, you’re rooting for the Pittsburgh Steelers on Sunday. If you’re like me, you’d like to see them crush the Jets like little tiny ants. Like Kids in the Hall, “I’m crushing your head. I’m crushing your head.” But before the Steelers crush any heads on Sunday, I’d like you to do one thing for me, can you do that? Sure you can. Before the Steelers crush any heads on Sunday, I want you to remember Myron Cope. Yoi! Before you start waving your Terrible Towels on Sunday, remember Myron Cope. Double yoi! With his unique nasal voice and distinctive Pittsburgh area accent, Cope was a part of the Steelers’ landscape for almost forty years. Heck, Dr. Cope was the Pittsburgh Steelers. Myron said stuff like, Mmm-Hah! Stuff like, Okel Dokel. Stuff like, feh, yoi, double yoi and if you were really really lucky, triple Yoi! He was an innovator. A sports creator. This is a story about a brother I know. Cut Creator on the fader now watch him go. Go, go, Cut Creator go! Go, go, Myron Cope, go! He was Chris Berman before there was a Chris Berman. Made up nicknames. Very peculiar names. Funny names. Strange names. Pet names. Names like the Bus, Jack Splat and Slash. But Myron’s Cope’s proudest achievement was the creation of the Terrible Towel. So when you’re singing your Pittsburgh Steeler Polka and wavin’ that Terrible Towel, please, please, remember Myron Cope. He’d do it for you.
Peace out homies. Six two and Even!
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