The first thing you should know about Seattle if you don’t already is that we don’t win stuff. And it’s not just that we don’t win stuff, it’s that no one cares. You know how Boston started racking up championships like Chuck-E-Cheese’s prize tickets at the start of the last decade? Imagine that, only without ESPN or anyone ever mentioning the city. That’s Seattle.
So between Macklemore and the Seahawks, it’s been a pretty crazy two weeks.
The feeling is…I don’t even know if we know how to feel. I sure don’t. We celebrated in typical Seattle fashion by flooding the streets, albeit without jaywalking:
It’s good. The Seahawks earned this prize for all of us, and we needed it desperately. In the end, the only surprise was how easy it seemed. This was the first time* a Seattle team was in a position where it was expected to win. In almost every instance before this, we were on a miracle run—the underdogs—just lucky to be there at all. That is truly what defined this Seahawks team more than any other in Seattle sports history.
(*The 2001 Mariners aren’t exactly fondly remembered. The city still considers the ’95 Mariners, who were arguably less successful, to be the greatest team of all time, and that only changed after Sunday.)
True to how new we are to this, we’re all wondering…what do we do now? Sure, there’s the parade and everything, but what then? Is this it, is it over? Or is there more? Are we gonna turn into Boston 2.0 and run the table in multiple leagues for the next 10 years?
The Seattle that existed before Sunday wouldn’t be surprised to find itself waiting another 35 years for lightning to strike again. But there’s a new Seattle now that thinks maybe success isn’t so far-fetched. After all, the Seahawks are a very young, very talented team—the D-word doesn’t sound entirely crazy right now, which is crazy. Maybe Robinson Cano is what finally forces the Mariners to get their act together. Maybe Adam Silver sees what the Seahawks have built and decides he’d like that in the NBA.
In the New Seattle, all of this is possible. Our city has felt what winning The Big One feels like, and we love it. We love it, and we’re ready to represent this place on a national stage for a long time. No more hiding behind rain clouds and crappy teams. We’re here, we matter, and we’re just getting started.
Quick plug: Curator, the agency I work at, is planning to present a book to the team full of fan photos pulled from the Instagram hashtag #thankyouseahawks. If you’d like to contribute, please use the hashtag on Instagram, and check out the site here.