On Sunday we'll be in Seattle. Elley and I are flying up to be part of the mania that is the 12th man. The commitment to this team from these rabid fans is second to none in the USA. Check out this gal with a new permanent tattoo. Now that's going all in!
We're going to join the airborne Casey, his HS friends and my "besties" Bruce and Don. Logistically, it isn't that easy in the Seattle region. There are ferries to navigate to Vashon and Whidbey and a desire to experience the thrill downtown as it reaches a crescendo pre-game in Pioneer Square while the outcome is still in doubt.
There is a tradition of watching with together. Rational, like-minded Father-Son brains melded together over the truth of this detail. We can figure out anything. And when we WIN, don't we want to go back into the belly of the beast and CELEBRATE!
OK .... in those 2 paragraphs I've exhibited the dry, colorless, wordy style that might eliminate me right away from the job I seek as a Curator for Upworthy.com. But if they happen by this page to get a read of my writing, I had better spruce it up --- as if it was WORK!
In truth, I am an eccentric chameleon and handyman, able to fit in an orange apron disguise and help you figure out anything. I can write about anything, find stuff online faster than you, and talk to you about your favorite subject. I bring you a loyal heart and an old soul. Drop by anytime and I will help you navigate from where you've been to our collective futures.
So the ads are sold; cars, beers, insurance geckos, meds, cell providers and smart device manufacturers will vie for your hard earned $$. America will sit, stand, moan about the refs, eat nachos, drink and swear, while staring at the same big screen images for 4 hours Sunday.
It's time for the Party known as Super Bowl XLVII.
Go HAWKS!
(Edit) BEAST MODE! Birds of prey swooping down and attacking horses! (They don't know where they're coming from and it sure does hurt.)
Big day tomorrow; us old Seahawks fans are enjoying the ride, with Russell Wilson leading the new gang of 12. We've been watching, following, and not getting enough to cheer about since the late 70's and early 80's. Our kids grew while this was going on and now I share the experience with Casey.
We've been through a pack of All-Stars on the Seahawks: Steve Largent, Jim Zorn, Dave Krieg, Kenny Easley, Curt Warner, Brian Blades, Cortez Kennedy, Joey Galloway, Warren Moon, Walter Jones, Shaun Alexander, Matt Hasselbeck, and now Marshawn Lynch.
We rode their backs through 33 seasons and we want back in the big game. (we were in it in 2005 - remember?)
During those same years we have seen a few of the NFL's super-athlete, multi-millionaires turn into very bad humans. There are lists of the NFL All-Felon Team, but except for the few names to follow, I won't dishonor those named above by making them share my thoughts with these guys. Who can forget: OJ Simpson, Lawrence Phillips, Rae Carruth, Ray Lewis, and Pac-Man Jones.
So 13 years after the implosion of the Kingdome, the then 24 year old former home of the 12th man, we will be watching and hoping for just the right amount of points, hits, breaks, special teams plays and take-aways to get us to the big one again. On any given Sunday .....
