The Seahawk Redemption
Stinging losses, painful defeats and monumental collapses. That at times described what the Seahawks had brought to the fans of the Northwest.
Even when the team was reeling off 11 straight victories and when it felt at times as if it was winning the type of games it had lost in the past, making the clutch play instead of a disastrous one, there was still apprehension about what had transpired before.
But this season just had a different feel to it, a last minute interception that led to a last second field goal that snatched a victory from the hands the Cowboys was the first sign of things to come. Seeing grown men jumping around, screaming in joyous celebration like kids on Christmas morning after seeing that shiny new bike under the tree was an amazing sight.
Still there was that little devil on your shoulder whispering for you to not set yourself up for failure again, to not allow yourself to be crushed by another disapointment. But you tried to forget about the past and the Hawks were making it easier and easier to do as the victories piled up and obstacles started to fall like the division championship and then home field advantage. Accomplishments never felt before in this tucked away corner of the world.
And yet still there was lingering thoughts about past failures even as they won their 1st playoff game in 20 years. A certain uneasyness was present before the kickoff of the NFC championship, not really knowing how to feel having never experienced this before.
Then the game started and the frenzied and manic energy of the fans was met by the players as anyone and everyone in a Seahawk jersey starting flying around with purpose and intensity. They were all one the same page and were moving as a collective force.
This feeling was hard to desribe, euphoric shock perhaps. A dominant perfomance that just didn’t seem real. Almost as if was a dream that just couldn’t be, as it was almost too perfect.
But it was true, it was reality and soon all the tension in the shoulders that had gathered over the years melted away and the once queezy stomach was overwhelmed by a feeling of pure contentment and joy. But more than that it was a feeling of pride that swept across the collective soul of the Seahawk fan. Demons were excersized and past negative emotions were replaced by contentment and an intense feeling of satisfaction.
Its never been easy being a Seahawk fan and thats what makes this success that much sweeter.
