Not a huge update, just wanted to share that I went to a professional football game for the first time yesterday, with my new friend Steve “Nazi Kittens” (see the post below). He had a spare ticket for the Seahawks – Eagles game, and I figured what the hell?
First of all, we took the train from Kent and it went perfectly. You sit in comfortable seats for about a half-hour and it drops you off right at the stadium. Even if my public transit pass hadn’t covered the $7.00 round trip fare, the parking would’ve been more expensive than that, never mind the traffic, gas, and general convenience. Our seats were nose-bleedy, in fact the absolutely last row in a corner of one end zone, but the view was still really good; the only thing off-putting was the particular angle we had made it hard to tell how good a kick was, but that’s pretty minor.
Stadium prices, by the way, are every bit as outrageous as you may have heard. I hadn’t eaten in awhile, so I had a slice of pizza and a soda. Goodbye, $10.75. Thank God I don’t drink, beer is $7.75 a bottle, and apparently that’s down from a high of $9.00 last year. Yewoch. The really amazing thing is how many people get absolutely plastered at the game. Who can afford $64.50 on a six-pack??
How was the actual game experience? Weeeellll… it started ok. The Eagles got the ball first, but the Seahawks defense held them to a three-and-out. After a punt the ‘hawks started at their own 10, and proceeded to nail the longest play from scrimage in Seahawks history, a 90-yard touchdown reception by Koren Robinson.
After that, not so much. True, the defense played a good first-half, holding the Eagles to 14 points. And, in the 2nd, they at least kept the Eagles out of the end zone, instead allowing 4 field goals. The offense, however, was inept all game long. If you disallow the first play from scrimmage they barely cracked 200 yards of offense and, except for one questionable call resulting in an incompletion, never threatened the Eagles end zone again.
Still, I hadn’t been to a football game of any sort since my Georgia days, and it was a lot of fun to hoot and holler in support of a local team. Seattle’s crowd is as good as advertised, although they’re a little full of themselves being “the loudest fans in the NFL.” We didn’t cause a false start all game this week. On the other hand, as I pointed out to Steve when he said these very things to me yesterday, I suspect it sells a lot of extra jerseys and ball caps. Anyway, it was a really good time, and thanks to Seattle’s public transportation it wasn’t an all day affair – I left the house at 10:30 and was home by 5:30.