Football
We're just days away from Seahawks football...mere days. And although it’s only preseason fare, any football is better than no football. Am I excited? Well, as my father used to say, “Is a hog’s hip pork?” I’ve survived the long ordeal of the off-season, enduring week after week of slow dreary Sundays. I’m ready. I’m ready for all of it: first downs, touchdowns, sacks and pick-sixes. Throw in a field goal or two. Dumb happy. Give me the sweet roar of the 12’s. Bliss baby.…
Photo from New York Daily News Let me begin by saying that I like running back Eddie Lacy and I’m glad that he’s come on board with the Seahawks. To the uninitiated, Eddie is a former Green Bay Packer. He played four seasons with the team, going to the Pro Bowl his rookie year. He was also named the 2013 Rookie of the Year. If you’re reading this Eddie, welcome to Seattle and ahoy! Eddie signed a one-year contract with the…
bromance Thanks to the generosity of my awesome pal Alma, I had the good fortune of seeing the Seahawks play the Detroit Lions on Monday night at the Clink. Although I had been to a preseason game before, this was my first time to attend a regular season game and to witness the 12’s in all their mad glory. If there were three words –off the top of my head– to describe the evening, they would be these: decibels, beer and…
–photo Q13 Fox news Ugh. It’s a rough morning in Seattle. After reading multiple explanations from coaches and analysts, I get the thinking behind the play call. Still, the decision not to feed the Beast –arguably the best running back in the league – was an epic and egregious fail. I stand by my original reaction: "WTF?" Several have pointed out that the game should not have come down to that final call in the first place. There’s substance to that…
photo-Getty Images Dear Marshawn, Let me start by saying that I don’t know the intricacies of your current fiscal situation with the Seahawks; I don’t know the nitty gritty specifics of your contract or what kinds of things you have to take into consideration when you’re negotiating your future earnings. I’m sure that the average fan like me has no clue as to the far-reaching complexities involved. As such, I know that I’m writing this without the benefit of complete information.…
It’s been a week since the Seattle Seahawks roared into MetLife Stadium and beat the Denver Bronocs to become the Super Bowl XLVIII champs. My pulse is finally starting to return to normal. My voice is slowly coming back. I’m hopeful the Skittles hangover will subside sometime in the near future. Whew! The 12th man could not have asked for a more spectacular end to the season or for a more exhilarating ride to get there. Our ferocious and passionate team took us on the…
photo by Elaine Thompson, AP Of course, Seattle football fans are in an ecstatic frenzy over the Seahawks defeat of the San Francisco 49ers in yesterday’s slugfest for the NFC Championship. The game was a classic nail biter down to the final seconds. Colin Kaepernick blasted a last effort pass to Michael Crabtree, only to have Richard Sherman tip the ball into the hands of Michael Smith for the interception that would nail the win and send the Seahawks to the…
photo by Joe Nicholson Technically speaking, the NFL was probably within its rights to fine Seattle Seahawk Marshawn Lynch for not talking to the press this season. The League policy states: “Cooperation with the news media is essential to the continuing popularity and financial prosperity of our game and its players. This is an important part of your job, especially in these challenging times when everyone in the NFL must do more to promote our game.” The language in the standard…
We completely lost our minds last night. It was one of those “one thing led to another” situations. I was hanging out with Lora and Jeff, my faithful football buddies. Whenever the Seahawks play, we’re together. We yell at the TV and each other. We jump around. We celebrate. We represent. We’re crazy for our team and we rock it hard. Although there are other good fans at our weekly gathering, Lora and Jeff are my mainstays. If there’s a heaven and I go there…
Photo by Steven Bisig We're midway through the regular football season. For fans, this is the apogee of our year. It's better than the Fourth of July, New Year's Eve, Santa Claus and a thousand birthdays rolled into one. Regardless of whether our team is winning or losing, we show up every week, fully-charged and ready to represent. 'Tis the season, baby. However, to the non-fans out there, we are, at best, a puzzling curiosity and, at worst, an irritating nuisance.…
