I am addicted to this shitbag franchise. I live for this team. I have other interests (stamp collecting, exposing myself to the blind, rubbing turtles over Velcro while yelling out brand names of mayonnaise) but nothing gets my devotion to the Seahawks.
Each week is a family get together with food and drink. I get to relax from all of real life and just enjoy for 3 hours.
I have followed this team since I was a kid going to Cheney, to taking my whole family to playoff games at the stadium in the south endzone. It is my "thing" and I am addicted and a fanatic.
The most expensive articles of clothing I own are Seahawks jerseys. I am easy to buy for because if it has to do with my team, I love it!
This place is a home for me to get together with a bunch of other crazy bastards with unhealthy love and devotion for my team.
I want to buy you all a schooner of delicious, dark beer, pour you a shot of Irish single malt and toast to "Go Hawks"
/what William Wallace would have typed if he were a Hawks fan