I've said it before, and I'll say it again...
The Seattle Seahawks are going to the Super Bowl, baby!!
And victory tastes just as sweet the second time around.
Sorry we had to rip it out of your hands there at the end, cheese heads, but Pete Carroll has once again led the Hawks to victory... and a chance to remain WORLD CHAMPIONS!
The Hawkwagon Tailgater Association was there until the end, drinking fireball like the game's outcome depended on it... and maybe it did.
The littlest Seahawk stayed home with Nana and Auntie Nancy to watch the game.
He started the day off in his Wilson jersey, but during the first half (when that clearly wasn't working out) I asked that he be changed into his Lynch jersey. And what do you know! It's only weird if it doesn't work...
I can't even explain how intense it was to be at this NFC Championship game.
I went through a whirlwind of emotions. And I admit it... at one point I started to lose faith. About halfway through the fourth quarter I even asked Stew if we could leave the game, because I was so upset and didn't want to cry in front of the Packer fans. Shame on you, Sarah.
Of course leaving was not an option.
And we were there to once again to watch the Hawks clinch the NFC title in one of the most epic comebacks in football history.
The 12s went absolutely nuts.
I knew we could do it.
Unfortunately Stew and I didn't get chosen in the Super Bowl ticket lottery, so we'll be watching the game here at home in the Emerald City.