My hometown football team (The Seahawks, of course!) won the Super Bowl on Sunday, if you didn’t know. I was born and raised in the Northwest and watching the Seahawks win the goddamned SUPER BOWL was like someone telling me that we found life on Mars. Like, that’s how UNREALISTIC and FAR-FETCHED it felt.
AND I’M NOT EVEN A FOOTBALL FAN. You know me, all I ever talk about is MotoGP and Baseball.
But this is special. We have all, as a city, been waiting our ENTIRE LIVES FOR THIS. We all thought it would never happen, and we’d never see it, even though we hoped it would.
I grew up watching this team suck balls for my entire life. I’m not ashamed to admit it — the Seahawks being awful was enough of a cultural meme that it’s even been referenced in TV and movies as a “Oh yeah, like that’ll ever happen” thing. As in “Oh, yeah, okay. I’ll get hired there right after the Seahawks win the Super Bowl.”
At best, mentioning the Seahawks anywhere in the country (and I’ve been all over it) got a snicker. Usually it was a “So, how about those Seahawks?” or “Oh, man, I’m sorry to hear that.”
Who’s laughing now, bitches? Us. But politely, because we’re basically Canadian up in here and we’d hate to hurt your feelings (too much).
So, appropriately, the entire city lost our collective minds when we won. There were parties in the street in every neighborhood. Fans politely waited to cross at crosswalks before proceeding to party, because that’s how we roll.
And some jerks climbed up a historic structure, and it got broken.
So, some enthusiastic fans are saying “We’re not about that. We’re not hoodlums. We got this.” And they’re doing a fundraiser to fix what got broken. Talk about civic pride. How easy would it be to just say “Well, that’s embarrassing.”
Somehow I’m sort of even more proud of my hometown for 12th manning up (sorry for the pun, it had to be done) and saying “We aren’t those guys. We’re better than that. Let’s do this. Go Hawks.”