Although I was born in Western Pennsylvania, I had never visited the city of Pittsburgh until this September, when my husband and I got tickets for a Steelers game vs. the Chicago Bears. We had the best time tailgating and just hanging out in the city that weekend. The whole city was black and gold because there were three Pirates games and a preseason Penguins game also going on that weekend.
Now, the Carolina Hurricanes fans regularly tailgate, which I am led to believe is relatively uncommon among the NHL, seeing as how we have relatively good weather in the winter and a vast, open parking lot, unlike many NHL arenas. But the Steelers fans had some lavish set-ups, and everyone was having a good time. Drum corps, stereos blasting, superfans all geared up in face paint (or a Pope outfit). I saw Bears fans dancing with Steelers fans. And I saw a Steelers fan dancing with a roasted pig. (No, really, I've got video.)
Although I say I'm a Steelers fan, I don't really follow football. Still, being Sign Chick, I felt I had to make some sort of sign. This was only the second NFL game I'd ever attended. Not knowing much about the teams or players, I drew on two of my other fallback sources of sign inspiration: language and holidays.
The game was close to the autumnal equinox, and the phrase "Drink up, yinz bitches! The game's 'bout to start" is a common Pittsburghese saying at game time. Augmented with a $3 witch hat from a drugstore and considerably more expensive seats close to the field and the camera operator, and poof! this sign magically lands you on primetime television! A friend of my husband saw us on Sunday Night Football and texted us a photo of the TV while we were still at the game. Icing on the cake of a totally fun fan experience in the Steel City. I'd do it again any time. (But I won't root for the Penguins!)
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Sunday, December 1, 2013
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Southies
So, if you don't know, "Southies" is a nickname for people from South Boston. I made this sign for the Canes v. Bruins game on January 28, 2013. The Canes lost 3-5, which may have partly been my fault because I sat through the whole first period without realizing I was wearing the WRONG EARRINGS!!!! But also, it may be the camera guy's fault because none of my signs was shown on the Jumbotron - always a bad omen.
Anyway, the sign elicited comments from several strangers. First, some Southies sitting behind me wanted me to hold it up so they could get a picture. They were very polite and having a good time.
Another fan, local, didn't understand what it meant, so I had to explain. He said he was sitting next to a Bruins fan who also didn't get it. I thought that was odd.
Finally, a guy who had been sitting a few seats away on the same row as me got up during the game. As he passed me on the way out he said, "I'm a Southie. Lived here for 22 years. I hate the Bruins." That was amusing.
However, the best interaction with a stranger this night was with the door man. Over the years, I have had some interesting interactions with the folks at security. Usually it goes rather smoothly. Sometimes, not so much. I usually bring half a dozen to a dozen signs with me to each game. They are usually 22" by 14", which is about half the size of a regular piece of posterboard and also about half the size of the maximum allowed, according to the arena guidelines the last time I bothered to read them.
Although fans are not really allowed to bring large bags into the arena, I do put the signs inside a clear plastic, tall kitchen size garbage bag with handles. It's easier to carry that way, and it protects them from bad weather. I wanted to make sure I had clear bags to make it easier for the guys at Security. I had to order these bags online because I couldn't find them in stores.
So, most of the time, I'd say what happens is the security staffer briefly looks at one or two signs, but he doesn't want to hold up the line, so he usually says something like, "There aren't any bad words in there, right?" and I assure him everything is kosher and he let's me pass. Occasionally, like suddenly during the playoffs, there's a new staffer who doesn't know the protocol and gets uptight and hassles me. Like they have to ask somebody else if the sign is too big or if the word "suck" is ok. So every time I enter the building, there is a moment of apprehension as I wonder what kind of treatment I'm going to get and whether someone will arbitrarily confiscate one of my signs.
At this game, I used the new Season Ticket Holder entrance for the first time. On the plus side, there was no waiting at this entrance. On the downside, that meant that the security staffer had plenty of time to look through each and every one of the signs I had brought with me, because no one was waiting in line behind me. But as I patiently waited, he started to chuckle. He read one sign and said, "Oh, that's good." Then, he read another and said, "Oh, that's funny." Then, "Oh, that's good too."
Pretty soon the other staff nearby started teasing him and me, saying he was never going to give me my signs. Finally, he returned my bag to me and said, "Those are so good, I'd probably let you in anyway even if they WERE inappropriate!"
I sure hope that guy works that door every game this season!
Anyway, the sign elicited comments from several strangers. First, some Southies sitting behind me wanted me to hold it up so they could get a picture. They were very polite and having a good time.
Another fan, local, didn't understand what it meant, so I had to explain. He said he was sitting next to a Bruins fan who also didn't get it. I thought that was odd.
Finally, a guy who had been sitting a few seats away on the same row as me got up during the game. As he passed me on the way out he said, "I'm a Southie. Lived here for 22 years. I hate the Bruins." That was amusing.
However, the best interaction with a stranger this night was with the door man. Over the years, I have had some interesting interactions with the folks at security. Usually it goes rather smoothly. Sometimes, not so much. I usually bring half a dozen to a dozen signs with me to each game. They are usually 22" by 14", which is about half the size of a regular piece of posterboard and also about half the size of the maximum allowed, according to the arena guidelines the last time I bothered to read them.
Although fans are not really allowed to bring large bags into the arena, I do put the signs inside a clear plastic, tall kitchen size garbage bag with handles. It's easier to carry that way, and it protects them from bad weather. I wanted to make sure I had clear bags to make it easier for the guys at Security. I had to order these bags online because I couldn't find them in stores.
So, most of the time, I'd say what happens is the security staffer briefly looks at one or two signs, but he doesn't want to hold up the line, so he usually says something like, "There aren't any bad words in there, right?" and I assure him everything is kosher and he let's me pass. Occasionally, like suddenly during the playoffs, there's a new staffer who doesn't know the protocol and gets uptight and hassles me. Like they have to ask somebody else if the sign is too big or if the word "suck" is ok. So every time I enter the building, there is a moment of apprehension as I wonder what kind of treatment I'm going to get and whether someone will arbitrarily confiscate one of my signs.
At this game, I used the new Season Ticket Holder entrance for the first time. On the plus side, there was no waiting at this entrance. On the downside, that meant that the security staffer had plenty of time to look through each and every one of the signs I had brought with me, because no one was waiting in line behind me. But as I patiently waited, he started to chuckle. He read one sign and said, "Oh, that's good." Then, he read another and said, "Oh, that's funny." Then, "Oh, that's good too."
Pretty soon the other staff nearby started teasing him and me, saying he was never going to give me my signs. Finally, he returned my bag to me and said, "Those are so good, I'd probably let you in anyway even if they WERE inappropriate!"
I sure hope that guy works that door every game this season!
Saturday, January 26, 2013
Upstate
At the end of the first period at the Canes vs. Buffalo game when I first unveiled this sign, I was immediately accosted by a Buffalo fan. Her first question had to do with the BUFFALO MAKES YOU JERKY sign. She said she didn't get it. I said it's a pun on Buffalo (the meat). "But Buffalo is not known for making jerky," she said. No, but it IS known for jerky fans.
She insisted she was not trying to be mean, but also Buffalo is not "Upstate." I told her I was aware that some people didn't consider it Upstate, but some people do. No, she said, "I'm from Buffalo, and nobody considers it Upstate, so your sign doesn't work because we're not Upstate." I said some people do consider it Upstate, and the fact that it offends people from "Western New York" to be called Upstate just makes the sign just that much more effective.
She kept telling me she wasn't trying to be mean, and I thought, no, it just comes naturally to your kind.
Canes beat Buffalo 6-3 that night at home and then beat them 3-1 the following night, in, you know, Upstate.
She insisted she was not trying to be mean, but also Buffalo is not "Upstate." I told her I was aware that some people didn't consider it Upstate, but some people do. No, she said, "I'm from Buffalo, and nobody considers it Upstate, so your sign doesn't work because we're not Upstate." I said some people do consider it Upstate, and the fact that it offends people from "Western New York" to be called Upstate just makes the sign just that much more effective.
She kept telling me she wasn't trying to be mean, and I thought, no, it just comes naturally to your kind.
Canes beat Buffalo 6-3 that night at home and then beat them 3-1 the following night, in, you know, Upstate.
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Friday, January 6, 2012
Discount Pizza

New this year is the offer of a 50% discount on online orders from Papa John's the day after a Canes win. The offer is good for online orders in North and South Carolina and Georgia, with the secret code "CANIAC." Therefore, "I want discount pizza" means I want the Canes to win.
I didn't realize I hadn't blogged this sign yet and forgot to take a picture at the arena. It appeared on the Jumbotron during the first period tonight, and I got my wish.
I don't know how long this promotion will be in effect and how long this sign will make sense. But to this day, my husband is still known to yell, "I WANT FREE WINDSHIELD WIPER FLUID!" after the one-minute warning in the first period.
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Trippisms
Here it is, Caniacs. The year’s best Trippisms.
3/30/2011 his quick release between the legs
3/26/2011 [somebody's] first move is to go down.
3/25/2011 Sooner or later that dam'll burst and they'll just keep on coming.
3/4/2011 You don't want to spend any more time in your own end than you have to.
2/16/2011 Guys just want to bear down for him.
1/13/2011 Just look at that soft area!
1/13/2011 Going to those dirty areas!
1/7/2011 What a release by Eric Staal!
1/1/11 Corvo would like to be underneath Travis Zajak.
12/16/2010 The hurricanes need to get deep
11/13/2010 He and Jeff Skinner go to work down low.
11/11/2010 Briere gets it up.
?/?/2010 The way the Canes were coming, it's surprising there was a lack of...
10/30/2010 Cam thought he was going to have to get vertical.
4/1/2010 Did you see how tight that gap was?
3/31/2010 When he goes down, he stays down for long periods.
3/30/2011 his quick release between the legs
3/26/2011 [somebody's] first move is to go down.
3/25/2011 Sooner or later that dam'll burst and they'll just keep on coming.
3/4/2011 You don't want to spend any more time in your own end than you have to.
2/16/2011 Guys just want to bear down for him.
1/13/2011 Just look at that soft area!
1/13/2011 Going to those dirty areas!
1/7/2011 What a release by Eric Staal!
1/1/11 Corvo would like to be underneath Travis Zajak.
12/16/2010 The hurricanes need to get deep
11/13/2010 He and Jeff Skinner go to work down low.
11/11/2010 Briere gets it up.
?/?/2010 The way the Canes were coming, it's surprising there was a lack of...
10/30/2010 Cam thought he was going to have to get vertical.
4/1/2010 Did you see how tight that gap was?
3/31/2010 When he goes down, he stays down for long periods.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
How Far They Come
He was walking along with his girlfriend, obnoxiously loudly talking to no one in particular but everyone within earshot, about how the Canes were going to clean his balls this summer because their season was over. I've heard plenty of season-ending tee-time jabs and seen plenty of golf swing gestures; that's no big deal. But this guy was making obscene gestures related to cleaning his balls in front of dozens of strangers nearby, including children. Then he went on to say something about how it was no big deal, cleaning his balls, because his girlfriend does it for him all the time: "Don't you, baby?"
And the très couth girlfriend, also sporting a Sabres jersey, agreed. "Damn right, baby, all the time." And joined him in making the obscene gestures.
Stay classy, Slugs.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
The Sucking Continues
Please be sure to read my previous post about the the sign policy at the RBC Center and the word "sucks." My conversation with the AGM continues below.
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> Subject: Re: Sign policy during hockey games
> From: larryp@rbccenter.com
> Date: Mon, 7 Mar 2011 18:36:33 -0500
> To: Clever Sign Chick
>
> All good points. Yes the work jerk is allowed.
>
> Thanks,
>
>
> Sent from my iPhone
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> Subject: Re: Sign policy during hockey games
> From: larryp@rbccenter.com
> Date: Mon, 7 Mar 2011 18:36:33 -0500
> To: Clever Sign Chick
>
> All good points. Yes the work jerk is allowed.
>
> Thanks,
>
>
> Sent from my iPhone
Monday, March 7, 2011
RBC Center's Sign Policy Sucks
Please enjoy this email exchange between me and the Assistant General Manager of the RBC Center, home of the Carolina Hurricanes, regarding the arena's sign policy regarding the word "suck." Please let me know your feelings about the word "suck." Is it vulgar?
-----Original Message-----
From: Clever Sign Chick
Sent: Friday, March 04, 2011 12:20 PM
To: Larry Perkins
Subject: Sign policy during hockey games
Mr. Perkins:
I understand that you would be the correct person to discuss an issue I have had with bringing signs in to the RBC Center for Carolina Hurricanes hockey games.
Last night at the Buffalo Sabres game, one of my signs was confiscated at the door. The sign that the security staff believed to be offensive said, “CHEER IF YOUR TEAM SUCKS.” My husband informed them that I had been allowed to enter and had held up this sign during numerous previous games. The door man was unimpressed. He offered to let me take it back out to my car, but I was unwilling to walk the half mile there and back again and potentially miss the start of the game, so I left the sign with him at the door.
I have been a season ticket holder since 2001, and I bring signs in to every game I attend (probably 15-20 games per season). I am known as Clever Sign Chick. I have read the policy about signs on the RBC Center website and as described within the “Guide to Fan Etiquette” that was sometimes distributed by ushers during games. My signs are well within the size limitation, and I never hold up a sign when puck is in play, or even when there is a fight or when any other interesting thing is going on that I suspect someone behind me might want to see. I want to be a good fan and follow the rules, especially because I have been exposed to several fans who don’t show good etiquette and make the experience a bummer for those around them. My goal is to create fun signs with puns that make people smile. Occasionally, the messages might irritate fans of the opposing team, but it’s done in good fun, and they are usually good sports.
-----Original Message-----
From: Clever Sign Chick
Sent: Friday, March 04, 2011 12:20 PM
To: Larry Perkins
Subject: Sign policy during hockey games
Mr. Perkins:
I understand that you would be the correct person to discuss an issue I have had with bringing signs in to the RBC Center for Carolina Hurricanes hockey games.
Last night at the Buffalo Sabres game, one of my signs was confiscated at the door. The sign that the security staff believed to be offensive said, “CHEER IF YOUR TEAM SUCKS.” My husband informed them that I had been allowed to enter and had held up this sign during numerous previous games. The door man was unimpressed. He offered to let me take it back out to my car, but I was unwilling to walk the half mile there and back again and potentially miss the start of the game, so I left the sign with him at the door.
I have been a season ticket holder since 2001, and I bring signs in to every game I attend (probably 15-20 games per season). I am known as Clever Sign Chick. I have read the policy about signs on the RBC Center website and as described within the “Guide to Fan Etiquette” that was sometimes distributed by ushers during games. My signs are well within the size limitation, and I never hold up a sign when puck is in play, or even when there is a fight or when any other interesting thing is going on that I suspect someone behind me might want to see. I want to be a good fan and follow the rules, especially because I have been exposed to several fans who don’t show good etiquette and make the experience a bummer for those around them. My goal is to create fun signs with puns that make people smile. Occasionally, the messages might irritate fans of the opposing team, but it’s done in good fun, and they are usually good sports.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Farewell, Rod
Rod Brind'Amour announced his retirement today, and like any good Caniac, I am sad.
The trade that brought Rod Brind'Amour to Raleigh was a seminal moment in my hockey fandom. It ultimately led to the birth of Clever Sign Chick because the player we traded for him was Keith Primeau. Primeau's supreme suckitude warranted relentless harrassment, and it was a cause to which I felt compelled to contribute my personal attention and skill with Sharpies whenever he visited Carolina as an opponent thereafter.
I kinda miss harrassing Primeau - he's long gone from the NHL- but not as much as I will miss cheering on the player who personified leadership and dedication as the Captain of the Stanley Cup Champion Carolina Hurricanes: Rod Brind'Amour.
Rod didn't know when he came to Raleigh that he would come to love it here. I hope his new circumstances prove just as unexpectedly wonderful.
The trade that brought Rod Brind'Amour to Raleigh was a seminal moment in my hockey fandom. It ultimately led to the birth of Clever Sign Chick because the player we traded for him was Keith Primeau. Primeau's supreme suckitude warranted relentless harrassment, and it was a cause to which I felt compelled to contribute my personal attention and skill with Sharpies whenever he visited Carolina as an opponent thereafter.
I kinda miss harrassing Primeau - he's long gone from the NHL- but not as much as I will miss cheering on the player who personified leadership and dedication as the Captain of the Stanley Cup Champion Carolina Hurricanes: Rod Brind'Amour.
Rod didn't know when he came to Raleigh that he would come to love it here. I hope his new circumstances prove just as unexpectedly wonderful.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Honeymoon


We planned a two-day event in the mountains of NC, in a giant cabin and surrounding buildings that would accommodate 75 of our friends and family. As the Canes moved deeper into the playoffs, it became evident that we would have to miss one home playoff game, May 14 against the Devils, the night all the guests were arriving and socializing. The cabin didn't have TVs. Some of our hockey fan guests were ready to drive into Boone to try to catch the game at a sports bar, but we managed to get audio of the game over someone's laptop. My fiance and I were so nervous about the karma of missing the game. Ultimately, it would be the only home playoff game we missed through the whole playoffs. We were greatly relieved to hear Chuck Kaiton call the 4-1 victory.
We had sold our tickets that night to my fiance's boss, who brought his wife. Afterwards, they told us that the other fans in our section were all concerned because "Where is the Sign Chick?" When my fiance's boss explained we were getting married, the reaction was, "Well, did you at least bring the signs?"
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Friday, June 18, 2010
Sign Language
Snow Day? Sno Way!
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