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February 6, 2006

where’s sea-d’oh?

super bowl xlDETROIT - A few thousand Seattle fans arrived over the weekend and made it their business to start as many confrontations as possible. I saw it again and again. Steeler fans would be off celebrating, perhaps chanting "Here we go Steelers, here we go," and a couple of Seahawk fans would enter their space and shout alternate lyrics, often profane. Words would fly, then often fists. I guess the Hawks fans think this is what fans do. The existence of fans for the opposing team is an affront to their belief system, so those fans cannot be allowed to exist uncorrected. Or perhaps being outnumbered 20-1 made them feel compelled to ratchet up the obnoxiousness, much as a puffer fish inflates to simulate greater size. Regardless, I've had my fill of the whole scene.

Sports fans that celebrate themselves instead of their team annoy me. Sports fans who think teams who don't want cheerleaders are somehow worthy of abuse flabbergast me. Sports fans who point to my Terrible Towel and mock the Steelers for copying the Seahawks' newly minted Derivative Diapers ("Ripoff Rags" was the alternative) leave me speechless. Sports fans who high-five when an opposing player is injured and scream "He's afraid to face us! What a pussy!" appall me. Sports fans that blame everyone and everything—instead of, say, the field goal kicker who missed two, the tight end who dropped three, the linebacker who had contain on the opposing qb yet let him rush for three first downs, the same linebacker for getting crushed by a pulling guard on a 75 yard touchdown run, the coach who mismanaged time at the end of both halves, or the cornerback who got torched in the end zone—annoy me even more. For that matter, "fans" who correct my observation that their cornerback bit hard on play action by saying "Duh! The defense is on the field. This stupid Steeler fan thinks the quarterback is on the field! Ha! Ha! Steeler fans are so stupid!" in my opinion merely occupy a seat that might be enjoyed by a higher primate.

It is without the slightest twinge of guilt, then, nor the slightest doubt that I'm returning home to a self-feeding chorus of shrill whining, that I indulge in showing you Seattle's famed 12th Man in action. See if you can spot him. It's the sports equivalent of "Where's Waldo?" I called it "Where's Sea-d'oh?"

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There's Sea-d'oh! He's leaving at the end of the game. By the way, this is the Seahawks' season ticket holder section.

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