OK, so the Seahawks lost yesterday, but we all know the preseason ain’t about winning. For this bus chick, the preseason is all about Seneca Wallace. But I digress.
I can’t believe it’s about to be football season again. It seems like just yesterday that Busnerd and I headed off on our Super Bowl XL adventure, carrying with us the hopes of our fellow Seattleites, including (and especially) a very enthusiastic 2 rider.
At least one of us never had any doubt
A couple of Saturdays ago, DBH [aka Busnerd] and I headed to Capitol Hill for dinner and a movie. It was the weekend Seattle had a bye and no one in the city was talking football, but the young brother (we’ll call him 12th Man) who got on the bus at 19th and Union had something to celebrate. 12th Man’s hair was parted down the middle and freshly braided, and he was sporting a Shaun Alexander (#37, for those who don’t know) jersey and the requisite baggy jeans (Are those ever going out of style?).
“What about them Seeeeeeeeeeeeeahawks?!” he hollered at the bus driver in that accent peculiar to natives of this city. (Folks from the 2-0-sickness know of what I speak: the high-pitched, whiney tone; the randomly emphasized consonants; the s’s that sound like sh. In this accent, Seattle sounds like She-at-o.) The bus driver ignored the question.
As 12th Man walked down the aisle toward the back of the bus, he asked the rest of us: “What about them Seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeahawks?!”
There weren’t many passengers on the bus (it was after 8 PM on a Saturday), and the few who were weren’t feelin’ 12th Man, who had clearly hit the herb a little too hard before leaving the house. While everyone else looked out the window, I decided to show him some love. (I appreciated his enthusiasm and was still giddy at the prospect of a team from my city in the actual playoffs.) “Go Hawks!” I said.
12th Man was all for it. “See? She know about them Seahawks.”
Despite the fact that he received no further encouragement, 12th Man continued his attempts to rouse his fellow passengers for as long as we were on the bus. As we got off, he called to me, “Make sure you tell ‘em about them Seahawks, girl!”
As it happens, I’ll get a chance to do just that. Who knew when we planned the trip to XL to celebrate DBH’s city that we’d be celebrating mine as well?
We’re headed to the D, baby!
Here’s hoping the Hawks take it all the way again this season. Busnerd’s brother lives less than an hour from Miami…