A GRIP ON SPORTS
Have to say it. Sorry. Mea culpa. Apologies. However you want to hear it. When we compared the Seahawks to a rollercoaster last week, we were wrong. Nope, a rollercoaster is too safe. It's more like a guy on a high wire between two skyscrapers, without a net. Sooner or later he's going to fall off. And it isn't going to be pretty. Read on.
• We also went all "anything-can-happen-on-any-NFL-Sunday" yesterday. But that we do not apologize for. Nope, it can, as cliché-e as it sounds. Part of it is there isn't a huge amount of separation, talent-wise, between the best and worst teams. Part of it is there is a lot of pride among professional athletes. And part of it is the NFL's officials seem to like to keep underdogs in games with some strange (read: outright unfathomable) calls at times. But that's just the basic structure of the league, so you can't worry about it. Still, falling behind by three touchdowns at home to a winless team doesn't seem like a smart thing to do. Sooner or later it will come back to bite you. Not that Pete Carroll seems to notice. I swear, the Hawks' head coach would walk into a room full of horse manure and start digging around, looking for the pony (a hat-tip to Ronald Reagan on that one). He sees the positive side in everything. Down 21-0, he probably called his team together and told them it was a chance to set a franchise record for largest comeback. "Way to do a big hole guys," I could hear him yelling. "Now we can make our mark." But sooner or later the Hawks aren't going to be able to spin the turnovers, the dropped passes, the gaping holes up front. Sooner or later they will did a hole too deep to climb out of. Sooner or later we'll be sitting here on a Monday morning and the division lead against the 49ers will be gone. All that will come to pass unless the Hawks pull their collective heads out of the sand and see two quarters of outstanding football isn't enough. Three quarters would be better and four quarters is best. Will they figure it out? We'll have to wait and see. And hope they don't fall 40 stories one day.
• WSU: It's a quiet Monday morning and well it should be. After all, the Cougars didn't play last Saturday and they won't play next Saturday. Heck, there isn't even a press conference today. Jacob Thorpe still was able to run down some links this morning, though, so there is that. He also handed out position grades Sunday from Thursday's ASU game. ... WSU's soccer team defeated Stanford at home 1-0 yesterday and, with a win or tie Friday at UW, would finish second in the Pac-12. ... Thursday night games aren't fun for the home team's fans. ... Florida State jumped Oregon in the BCS standings last night but don't worry. If the Ducks win out, they will play in the national title game. ... One guy's AP ballot.
• Seahawks: Let's concentrate on the comeback and 27-24 overtime win over Tampa Bay, OK, and not the underlying issues behind the big deficit. If we did the latter, that would force folks to be introspective when they chat with the media and that's not fun. It is fun, however, to celebrate a huge come-from-behind win. We'll catch up with the problems later. ... Marshawn Lynch is a beast. There is no doubt about that. ... Doug Baldwin had to replace Sidney Rice in the lineup. So he dropped his first two passes of the year (insert rim shot here). Then he caught some big ones down the stretch. ... Aren't you supposed to let a punt hit the ground inside the 10? ... The offensive line can't have any more injuries, can it?
• Sounders: The task ahead Thursday in Portland is pretty clear after the Timbers won in Seattle. Win by more than one goal. Clear but not easy. ... The Galaxy defeated Real Salt Lake 1-0 in the first leg of the other Western Conference series.
• Mariners: I just had to pass along this story. Major League Baseball won't let the A's move to San Jose – it's Giants' territory in their mind – but they'll help them play in San Francisco? Really?
• It's Monday. Yep, it's Monday. Sorry. I too wish it could be Friday or Saturday or whatever. But it isn't. Until later ...