Worst Football Weekend Ever
As we were ducking out of yet another Garfield blowout loss to Franklin, we joked to our friends, "What if the Huskies and Seahawks lose too! That would sure suck."
But the Huskies were only three point underdogs, and the Seahawks favored to beat lowly Arizona, so we laughed the laugh of a man who's about to go late to a dinner party.
We were still laughing at halftime of the Husky game, having moseyed over from our seat on the west end of the north deck to visit our friends on the east end of same. With the Dawgs up 7-3 against #10 Ohio State, our friend had one request: "Is there a way to bottle how I'm feeling right now?"
We weren't worried, we felt sure the Dawgs would fix the mistakes that had hampered them in the first half and blow the Buckeyes out in the second.
Erp. We're going to stop predicting Husky games now, with this stinker on the heels of our "gut feelings" that the Dawgs would lose to Syracuse and Boise State.
The only prediction we're willing to make about next week's game at UCLA is that snow won't be a factor (so if you're going to the Rose Bowl, bring an overcoat).
The Seahawks were on the verge of salvaging the weekend, within Josh Brown's field goal range in a tie game with time running out--until Matt Hasselbeck, Mack Strong, and Shawn Alexander--with a total of 395 games of experience as Seahawks--combined to fuck up so royally that the Hawks fumbled away a sure win.
With the Hawks simply trying to run down the clock, Shaun Alexander mistakenly thought Hasselbeck called an audible. So as the rest of the team moved for a run play, Alexander hesitated as if to pass block. He and Hasselbeck ran into each other. Meanwhile, Strong had 100% whiffed on a block of Arizona LB Gerald Hayes, so as Hasselbeck tried to give the ball to Alexander (he should've just held onto it), Hayes knocked the loosely-held ball away.
The Cardinals recovered in Seahawks territory, and drove for a winning field goal of their own.
Special assist to our roommate's girlfriend, who came down to Seattlest HQ basement to watch just two plays before, and refused to leave when we insisted that she might be "bad luck."
Of course we don't really believe that her presence caused a fumble 1500 miles away. But just to be safe, we're changing the locks.
