An inferiority complex

The calls are coming into local sports radio from Pittsburgh fans everywhere:
"Why don't you Browns fans support the Steelers? Give your division some love."
And, you know what? I can't think of a good reason not to.
The Steelers may be our hated AFC North rivals, but if you can't beat them (and we assuredly can't right now), what else can you do?
Making a case for the Steelers being the bad guys is kind of like making a case that Jennifer Aniston is homely. Not even Johnny Cochrane could argue that one and win.
The Steelers are a high form of football life. I hate saying that, but it's true. They're not the Yankees, out-spending everyone to the playoffs. They win most years with the same salary-cap restrictions the Browns and everybody else in the NFL has. They just make good decisions, instill pride and discipline in their organization, and are (damn) lucky.
Pittsburgh has head coach Bill Cowher, oozing competitveness with every jut of his prominent chin; Cleveland had, most recently, pudgy Butch Davis making faces on the sideline like he was passing an extremely jagged kidney stone.
Pittsburgh has quarterback Ben Roethlisberger, Ohio native, hater of the Browns and Bengals. Big, tough and workmanlike, he's the ultimate Pittsburgher. Cleveland has Jeff Garcia, who is short, old, and it turns out, really whiny.
Pittsburgh has Dan Rooney, son of Art Rooney, as an owner. The Rooneys are beloved, devoted to Pittsburgh and its people. They won four Super Bowls, and Dan may get a fifth next month.
Cleveland had weasel Art Modell, who spent himself into catastrophic debt, then lied about his intentions to move the team. Not that it was all his fault. Modell stood back and watched the Indians and Cavaliers get new digs while his Browns were stuck in delapidated Cleveland Stadium.
But Modell's ending is a happy one. He won the Super Bowl ... in Baltimore. Cleveland's still waiting for an appearance in the game.
The Steelers exist in football Utopia compared to the Browns. Their fans are happy and supportive, the players are talented and competitive, the coaches coach, the front office manages, and the owner is benevolent. The Browns are an angry, disjointed bunch plagued by a bottle-throwing incident, fractured relations between the coaches and players, a non-existent front office, and all the hope in the world resting on the relatively-young shoulders of new general manager Phil Savage.
Did I mention they're on their second franchise?
As I Browns fan, I probably can't bring myself to root for the Steelers, but I sure can't root against them. The sorry state of football in my own backyard makes me unworthy.