Sports Recap

Well, the Superb Seahawks, the mightiest of all the birds in the sky if in fact it's a real bird, soared mightily and dove like a big mean bird, scaring the poor Washington Redskins silly and winning the game last Sat. 20-10.

What a Quel Surprise!

Nobody (not even the French) expected this. Oh, everybody hoped it would happen, but deep down everybody (and we're talking the North South East West Sides, the people in Queen Anne, and Capitol Hill, Ballard and Fremont, people in Shoreline and in Kent and in Tukwila and Puyallup and Mulkiteo, Redmond and Kirkland, the islands of Bainbridge and Vashon and Whidby and points north and west in Forks and Humptulips, the beautiful community of Ocean Shores and the not so beautiful community of Lynden (although who am I to judge having only been there once), we're talking EVERYBODY in the Greater Puget Sound Basin of the Northwest part of the United States of America) thought they would blow it.

Especially when they got down 3-0.

But the Seahawks rallied behind Matt (Just how do you spell his last name) Hasselbeck and the rest was history, the poor Redskins muddy and bloodied but unhurt, flying on their own big bird back to the Land of Scandals and lamenting the fact that they just didn't win, saying things like Goldang it, the Seahawks were just the better team and good gosh almighty did you see how fast that guy Lofa Tatupu was, making plays all over the field and holy crimony that one play where Hasselbeck called the audible and Mack Strong rumbled for a 32 yard gain was kind of incredible.

I think people everywhere (and that includes the aforesaid Greater Puget Sound Basin/Everett Metropolitan Area) have got to stop being surprised, the Seahawks just ain't that bad and maybe just maybe they won't blow it.

Of course, there's always next week when the Surly Seahawks will take out their game claws and do some screeching and face the Carolina Panthers. This should be a good game and hope to heck they don't screw it up and hope to heck it rains.

Because now the Seahawks have actually played in some good old fashioned downpours, and have got their feathers wet so to speak and maybe now they actually have an advantage over a team that hasn't seen the seamy underbelly of a week of clouds so low you can read the serial numbers on each and every one of them. Clouds so low that people have adopted some of them as pets and have named them names like "Fluffy" and have put them on a leash and walked them down the street to have them rain on their neighbors lawn or should I say their neighbors mush. And have it rain so hard and cold that people (read: the Washington Redskins) say just how in the name of H-E-double hockey sticks can people actually live here?

I think the Seahawks actually have an advantage this game. If it rains.

And I'm knocking on wood, employing the anti-jinx don't you worry about it. I am not Rick Rizzs.

Here's the weather forecast:

Sunday
48 ° 37 °
Partly Cloudy

OH NO!!!! I knew it!! It's not going to rain! ('Course veteran Seattlites will remember the big party they threw that one time when the weather forecasters actually got something right and they were giving speeches and stuff ("I owe it all to Doppler Radar") so probably we're going to have to wait on this one until the actual morning.

Pray for rain, gosh dang it!