This is rather lengthy, but it is about the two Seahawks games I attended at the Kingdome in October 1996. I sent a daily email summary of my three weeks in the Seattle area to a friend in Adelaide, which he printed and mailed in batches to my wife, because we didn't have email/internet at home back then.
Sunday 27 October, 1996
This was the day I lived my wish to go to the Kingdome, to see the Seattle Seahawks thrash the San Diego Chargers, 32-13. There were only 39,000 people there, which was a shame, as it holds 64,000. But they got warmed up as the game got better, and I was rather hoarse and very thirsty afterwards, from yelling all the time. We had great seats, in the front row of the second deck, overlooking the corner of the endzone, and we had a direct line of sight down the Seahawk sideline, where Dennis Erickson plotted the plays, and the cheerleaders performed their nonstop routines. Since the field is so much smaller than an Australian football oval, it was easy to see the entire playing surface. I couldn't resist helping the Seahawks' secondary by copying their "lift the roof" signals for the crowd to make some NOISE on third downs...
At halftime it was a Polish hot dog and Thomas Kemper Hefeweizen for me, which was about the size of a dustbin. I got an armful of bumper stickers after the game - given to me in amazement when the lady handing them out from KIRO-TV realised I was Australian, and a membership form for the "keep our Hawks in Seattle" campaign; my outrage at the owner's attempted move of the franchise to Los Angeles, before the season even started, was how I met my hosts in the first place. They had never been to the football in Seattle before: coming from Napa, near San Francisco, they are of course both dedicated San Francisco 49er fans.
I loved the trip over in the ferry, and the walk through downtown and Pioneer Square, to the Kingdome, something I have wanted to do since I started following American Football in 1984. There were so many people in Seahawks regalia, all talking about football, nursing their thermos coffee mugs, which seems to be a ferry tradition for regular pedestrian commuters. So civilised - Seattle could easily be home for me... and a great climate as well (in my opinion, anyway!)
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Sunday 3 November, 1996
We went to the Seattle-Houston game at the Kingdome... what an EXPERIENCE!!!
Al Del Greco lines up for the potential game-winning field goal for the Oilers, with only 16 seconds left to play, and the scores tied - I am on my feet yelling BLOCK-BLOCK-BLOCK
and it is BLOCKEDDDD!!!
and
returned
for a Seattle touchdown by Michael Sinclair, to win the game!
23-16!!!
Couldn't believe it! Sadly, only 38,000 - supposedly the smallest crowd ever at the Kingdome(?) The guy next to me was going nuts like everyone, and I just about knocked both he and my friend out of the stand, as it was high-fives all around, and much yelling and screaming and delirium. I had seen two Seahawks NFL games at the Kingdome, for two wins, one decided on the very last play of the game!!!
