Friday, January 20, 2006
GO AHEAD AND READ THIS ENTRY FIRST. IT IS THE ONLY ONE I'VE WRITTEN TODAY:
I'm sure you'll all be happy to hear that I'm over this whole "positive" attitude thing. After all, I gave it almost 24-hours. But what the hey. I do appreciate all of the random comments and the fact that no one tried to dissuade me of the impression that I am an asshole and that no one likes me.
But enough about me. It is Blue Friday here in Seattle and everyone who is anyone is a Seahawks fan (including the Monkey Playing Cymbals) as the hometown team prepares to take on the Carolina Panthers on the way to the Superbowl.
I have been a Seahawks season ticket holder for several years. Unfortunately, this season, their dream season, is not one of them. But I will be at the game in spirit. Actually, I will be on my nice, comfy easy chair in front of my big screen TV watching it as god intended, in high definition.
Oh sure, I won't be paying $40 to park a mile from the stadium and work my way through countless drunken tailgaiters to get to the gate for the body cavity search to get into the park. And no, I won't be paying $8.50 for a light beer that I would have to wait in line for 15 minutes at the men's room to get rid of. And no one will be puking on my shoes when the Seahawks score their first touchdown, but all of those great moments of actually being at the game will be in my heart.
I will also have the memories of preseason as I toured the stadium as a Seahawk sponsor. I was one of the few to actually get a tour of the locker room and I'm proud to say I was able to pose for this photo next to star runningback Shaun Alexander's locker and a pair of his shorts (and no, I didn't touch them...the lockerroom manager made sure of that).
Yes, I was near greatness that day. And now, as the Seahawks march to the Superbowl, I am behind them "one hunerd and fify-two percent".
Stick it to the Panthers, boys! Go Seahawks!