SeatownJay
Active member
I've spent the last 3 hours laying in bed, tossing & turning. I'm supposed to be up for work in 4 hours. My stomach aches. My brain won't turn off. I keep thinking of the end of the game. What happened. What could've happened. What should've happened. This was the biggest loss of my Seahawk fandom. I want to just move on, get past it, but my mind won't let me. Different scenarios play out in my head. I can't turn it off. Alternate futures that might have been.
I don't know how to react to this. I'm so proud of this team and all the joy they've brought me. And to have it all end so suddenly. And to know it was self-inflicted. The end of game heartbreak that's the result of one of our own making such an egregious mistake. Right now I'm trying to reconcile the fact that I'm a fan of a team that, for the moment, employs one of the biggest villains in Seattle Sports history. This one is going to take a while to get over. The fallout from this is going to happen over an entire offseason and I don't know if I have the stomach for it.
I don't know how to react to this. I'm so proud of this team and all the joy they've brought me. And to have it all end so suddenly. And to know it was self-inflicted. The end of game heartbreak that's the result of one of our own making such an egregious mistake. Right now I'm trying to reconcile the fact that I'm a fan of a team that, for the moment, employs one of the biggest villains in Seattle Sports history. This one is going to take a while to get over. The fallout from this is going to happen over an entire offseason and I don't know if I have the stomach for it.