Before we start, let me get the crow out of my mouth.
I'm writing this piece because I lost a bet to my friend Bill Dow yesterday. I told him the Redskins were going to smush his beloved Seahawks—and I was almost right.
Then the Seahawks' defense woke up in the fourth quarter and turned the game upside down.
Down 14-13 with six minutes to play, Seattle scored 21 unanswered points—including two interceptions run back for TDs by the defense—to bury the Redskins for good.
I'm going to be frank: I was shocked.
Who are these guys? That defense looks scary.
Admittedly, I know very little about the Seahawks, and the city of Seattle itself. The closest I've ever come to Seattle was a cup of Starbucks' coffee. One of my ex-girlfriends moved there to get as far away from me as possible. Other than that, I'm clueless.
We don't see a lot of the Seahawks here on the East Coast. It's all New York, Boston, and Washington.
As for Jux Berg—you must recant your NFL-Seattle_Seahawks-12th_Man_Seahawk_Fans_Are_Loud_and_Proud_and_Lame-311207">sentiments on the 12th Man. The Seattle fans do make a difference, and they aren't lame.
Unfortunately, they'll no longer be a factor unless the Seahawks knock off Green Bay and the Cowboys lose to Tampa or the Giants. If that happens, there's no keeping this Seahawks team out of Glendale on February 3rd.
Now I'm going to church to say three Hail Marys and four Our Fathers to complete my penance. Then I'm going to Flushing to drink my scotch and beer and watch the Giants self-destruct in Tampa Bay.
Bill, if you're of drinking age, I suggest you do the same...