Fans of 4-12 teams are supposed to show humility. We're supposed to sheepishly agree when people tell us our team sucks, and refrain from complaining about how unfair our schedule is, or how we don't have any primetime games this fall.
Not this team. Not this year. I don't HOPE the Seahawks make the playoffs. I'm not CAUTIOUSLY OPTIMISTIC that Seattle can reclaim the NFC West. I EXPECT it. An 8-8 year would be a healthy 4-game improvement over 2008... Would I be happy with that? Hell. No.
Now some of you out there may be having one of the following reactions to these statements:
1. You're a negative, dark-hearted, joyless prick, so you just expect the worst. You won't believe in this team until they clinch the West, and even then, you'll probably expect Seattle to fail in the playoffs. You derive more joy from being correct with your pessimistic predictions than from your team winning. If this describes you, I'd love to banish you from Qwest Field for life. However, until I own the team, bitching at you via my blog will have to do.
2. You somehow think that a Seattle fan showing some boastful confidence will anger the football gods, and that I should keep my optimism to myself to keep the Seahawks from being struck down with great vengeance and furious anger.
I'd be the first to agree that the coaches, players, and members of the organization should keep it zipped and not talk publicly about how much ass they expect to kick this fall. But a fan? Dude. If you really think that bad mojo is somehow created when the 12th Man expects success, you probably also believe in tripe like the Madden Curse. Who knows? You're probably also one of those Moon Landing deniers. Ick. In a perfect world, I'd go Buzz Aldrin on y'all:
So who's with me on this? I'm behind the wheel of this neon green bandwagon, and I'm driving it all the way back to the top of the NFC West. Climb aboard, Seahawks Nation... There's plenty of room for true believers here.