Thursday, January 3, 2008
We're waiting for you. Cooped up inside because of the rain. Itching for the chance to get outside and scream 40 years worth of Seattle sports frustration into your ear holes. Better know that snap count, rook. Drago's gonna be coming off the corner before you know the ball is even snapped. Overreact to the outside? He's gonna spin inside and pancake your geriatric quarterback back into obscurity.
Leave in an extra back as a crutch? J-Pete and LeRoy are going to be picking you up like a sack of groceries and tossing you 10 yards back.
Find someway to get the ball off in desperation? Grant and Tru are going to be waiting.
Save yourself the trip.