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Tuesday, October 14, 2003

 

Post-game analysis



At the risk of over-sharing, I feel I should mention that the disjointed nature of last night�s post was due to some lower GI tract anarchy which distracted me throughout the night. As things are (mostly) under control today, I thought I might make a few clarifications and add a few things I forgot to mention.

First off, the title is a bit misleading. Under ordinary circumstances, Coors Light would indeed qualify as �cheap beer�; at $6 a pop, not hardly. I mean, you can just about buy a keg of that horse piss particular brand for $6. How the folks around us managed to get as hammered as they appeared to be on $6 watered-down �beer� is beyond me, unless there was some pre-game tanking-up. Which, of course, is a time-honored tradition, one I�d wished I�d followed after paying for my $7 Heineken.

Also: �Upon further review, it is the judgment of the entire officiating staff that the writer�s claim to be �decidedly working class� is inaccurate and should be amended to �working class with middle class pretensions�. A penalty of 15 words and loss of down will be assessed against the writer, making it third down and 2,015 words to go.�

Maybe I should punt. Ah, what the hell.

The stadium itself is very nice. It was completely unnecessary, of course, since the Kingdome still worked, but I have to admit that the �Dome was a dreary, depressing place in which to see a game. Picture attending a major league sporting event down in somebody�s dank basement and you�ll have an idea of what it was like. Seahawk Stadium is light and airy and has lots of places dedicated to the purveyance of expensive fatty snacks and drastically overpriced alcoholic beverages. Thank the various gods that Paul Allen didn�t have Frank Gehry design it, as he did for the Experience Ugly Architecture Project. One multi-million-dollar pile of polychromatic dog shit in this town is more than enough.

One tiny complaint I had was that the sound quality was horrible. This was probably due to the fact that we were down in the corner of the end zone, I guess, but I couldn�t make out any of the announcements over the PA system.

Finally, I was amazed at the number of Niner fans in attendance. It seemed as if � of the people sitting in the east stands were pulling for San Francisco. I guess you could chalk that up to the relatively quick flight between SFO and Seatac, although that would still be a pretty expensive weekend. But then I suppose a lot of them are just gonna write it off on their taxes anyway.

Oh yeah � final score was Seattle 20 � SF 19.

Damn. I knew I shoulda punted.