For me the magical year was '83...the transition from Zorn to Krieg, the immediate impact of Curt Warner, Chuck Knox football. I loved those uniforms, the emergence of a hard-hitting defense over the next several seasons, the great AFC-West rivalries...and actually being stoked when we "won" the "Boz" lottery. Of course, those days coincided w/my teenage years, so a lot of other great things (cars, girl's boobies, sneaking a beer here-and-there) probably cloud the reality of how "good" the 'Hawks were back then (as opposed to how "great" I think they were).
This said, the '05 SB run found me living in central-PA (henceforth known as "North-Central Alabama"). Due to geography, the local unwashed populace would be Steeler fans when it suit them, Eagles fans at other times. I remember vividly wearing my Hasselbeck jersey to the local handful of sports bars, only to be berated and cursed at by dentally-challenged locals for whom the Civil War was actually the "War of Northern Aggression." I flew the 'Hawks flag (literally and figuratively) as best I could, but the experience is not nearly as cherished as my 80's memories. Thank Jebus I was able to get out of that dumpy state at the height of the market and get back to the PNW. Those fair-weather Steeler fans were insufferable; sort of like 40-Whiner fans, albeit more masculine for sure.
DohBoy