It’s an Epiphany Miracle!
I mean, you sit there, thinking that it would take something absolutely insane for the Seahawks to win now, something like a bad snap, or a missed kick, or the holder bobbling the ball…
…and it happens. Right there. On TV. The holder bobbles the ball, can’t tee it up, scampers off, and it’s a turnover on downs. The Seahawks win.
Maybe, just maybe, luck is on Seattle’s side, for once. Maybe this is the sort of Hand of Fate moment when you think that this is finally the year the Seahawks will slalom their way through the playoffs and win the Super Bowl.
But I keep thinking that this is the Seahawks, and the Bears or Saints will slaughter them next week. So much of a slaughter, in fact, that the cheerleaders will be running the Bears/Saints offense in the fourth quarter while the rest of American flips over to Desperate Housewives Deal or No 60 Minutes. Because these are the Seahawks, and they’ll find a way to muck it up.
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I was listening on the radio, and the play-caller made it sound like it was a faked field goal attempt that didn’t work.
It wasn’t until I got home and saw the replay that I realized no, really, it was a real field goal attempt that didn’t work.
Man. Go Hawks, but let us spare a moment of commiseration for Tony Romo of the Dallas Cowboys, who looked more miserable than Charlie Brown after Lucy pulled the football away. Here, Tony, have a beer. Thanks for the extra playoff run.