I write this to you with a heavy heart. After nearly a decade of being a fan, enduring countless mockery and ridicule, my beloved Seahawks made it to the big dance, Super Bowl XL. No, I never lived in Seattle. Yes, I am well aware that there are very few non-Seattle Seahawks fans. Any more questions? Anyways, for the most part, they played well in this game, but due to some questionable calls and some extremely *lucky* plays by Pittsburgh, the Seahawks fell just short. As the game wore down, I realized why I am a Seahawks fan.
See, the Seahawks and I have a lot in common. I too do not necessarily have the largest fan base, just those who live around me or are close to me. Just as their logo is unique, I am an extremely unorthodox individual. And like the Seahawks, I try my hardest, but I generally come up one step short, either by my own doing or by circumstances I can not control. I missed a full scholarship to ONU by one question on the ACT. At Trinity, I lost the Founder's by a questionable call. There have been many times in relationships where I am so close to what I want I can taste it, but that's as close as I'm going to get. So, what do the Seahawks and I do? Brush ourselves off, train harder, and give it our all next time around.
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