In yet another example of how life is really just a "Seinfeld" episode, this young Steelers fan is actually named Seven. Seven Barber, actually, though he doesn't appear to be any relation to the football playing Barber brothers.
When Seven watched his first game, however, the connection to Mr. Roethlisberger was instant. "We realized it was Seven and Seven," said his mother. "It became too cool."
This would be one of those times when we sincerely hope that Ben Roethlisberger continues to live a somewhat upstanding life and doesn't go the way of, say, O.J. Simpson or Rae Carruth. Life's hard enough when your name is a number; Lord help the poor boy if his namesake becomes a synonym for something horrible.
Though, when he's a teenager, he might not mind hanging onto that whole "Big Ben" thing. Honestly, though: Steelers fans, you crazy.
Meet "Seven" [Pittsburgh Post-Gazette]