Wednesday, December 9, 2015


Last Sunday I was watching the Seattle Seahawks defeat the Minnesota Vikings and I had a reminder of why I enjoy football.

Of course, I'm talking about "American football" not "futbol" where every time there's a goal a South American village is razed. Can't stand watching that as it makes baseball look interesting.

Now, I'm not a rabid football fan. I watch games by the teams I like: the University of Washington Huskies and, when they are winning, the Seattle Seahawks.

So, last Sunday I was watching the Seahawks play the Vikings and Seahawk quarterback Russell Wilson threw and long bomb to Lockett (I don't remember his first name). And despite having two Vikings right on top of him, Lockett caught the ball and then, after getting hit hard (so hard there was a penalty), he hung onto the ball for a catch. And the athleticism and skill to do that just amazes me.

It's like ballet, with hitting. There is precision and grace and athleticism, and then somebody gets knocked to the ground.

And, of course, there's the fun and excitement of your team winning, which is actually starting to happen more regularly for the University of Washington Huskies. But I think it's the grace and athleticism that truly pull me in.

And somebody getting knocked to the ground.

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