Thank you, NFL, but you're not entirely forgiven

Maybe the NFL felt it was about time. Bill Leavy (and his entire officiating crew, if we’re to cut him the merest slack), had, after all, gifted the Pittsburgh Steelers Super Bowl XL on the most painful of occasions in Detroit on Sunday, February 5, 2006. Yes, this game still rankles with Seahawks fans. It always will, even if we do eventually collect a Lombardi trophy of our own, because we’ll know that we should have two of them. Heck, look at me writing about the Seahawks with two Lombardi’s...we don’t have any yet. I’m getting a little ahead of myself, but that’s what happens in the week leading up to the Draft. We suddenly start envisioning things for our team, including altering the course of historical sporting events, clearly. I like to think that all of this is what makes us Seahawk fans what we are. The hope, the exotic wonderment to be found in desperation when everything comes crashing down around us. Oh, come on, we know we can’t get enough!

A rash of some Titans

Last week, I lamented the fact that David Hawthorne remained unsigned in Seattle and that, should he leave in free agency, the Seahawks had to consider drafting middle linebacker Luke Kuechly out of Boston College when they pick twelfth overall on April 26. In fact, allow me to correct myself: considering Kuechly is just the start of it. Should he be available at 12, get him in, get him integrated and get him started. That may still happen, but there has been some movement at the ‘Mike’ position since my last post. Somewhat predictably, Hawthorne was eventually lost, to New Orleans, a move that saddened me, but one that sees him on his way with plenty of goodwill ringing in his ears from the Pacific Northwest.

Musings of a UK Seahawk

Memorably, Marshawn Lynch caused the earth around Qwest Field to shake on January 8, 2011, after his 67 yard touchdown run broke the back of the New Orleans Saints (no Bountygate pun intended) in an unforgettable NFC wildcard encounter. Upsets like this are nothing new in the NFL, but the hope this offered to us Seahawk fans couldn’t be measured in mere yards and inches. Yes, we lost heavily in Chicago the following weekend (the 35-24 outcome doesn’t reflect the Bears’ dominance), but, if we’re honest, we accepted that would be the case anyway. We were basking long and hard in wildcard sunshine after a 7-9 season had translated itself into a home playoff win over the world champions.