It seems like a number of franchise records have been broken by the 2013 Seahawks. Every week, a new record seems to be tied or broken by the team.
On Sunday, another record can be broken — this one for the most wins on the road in franchise history.
Originally set in 1984 and tied in 2005, the record is five wins on the road in a single season. This season, the Seahawks are 5-1 away from CenturyLink Field and have a chance to be 6-1 if they beat the San Francisco 49ers on Sunday.
Both the 1984 and 2005 teams finished the year 5-3 on the road. The 2013 Seahawks have one more road game after Sunday’s game in San Francisco. On Dec. 15, the Seahawks will visit the New York Giants (5-7).
The Philadelphia Eagles (7-5) are the only other team in the NFL that has five wins on the road this year. The Eagles are 5-1 away from home, but 2-4 at Lincoln Financial Field.
Last year, the Seahawks started 1-5 on the road before winning their last two road games en route to an 11-5 record.
On Sunday, the Seahawks can also clinch the NFC West for the first time since 2010. That year, the 7-9 Seahawks became the first team to win their division with a losing record.
The 49ers have owned the division title for the past two years.
The last time the Seahawks clinched with a winning record was 2007.
The city of Seattle has been in the news all week after our Seahawks thrashed the New Orleans Saints, so when I heard the news this morning that the lowly Mariners had actually signed Robinson Cano I was shocked, and still am….
Robinson Cano pictured above living the good life with his high-profile Jay-Z and his Roc Nation Sports agency must indeed be celebrating tonight after somehow squeezing a 10-year $ deal out of the old miser Howard Lincoln himself following a late night bargaining session here in Seattle. I did hear that Lincoln balked at paying $252 million for Seattle’s newest Superstar and managed to come up with the compromise figure of…. Gulp…$240 million…So perhaps Howard Lincoln is going to finally shed his image as the Grinch here in Seattle with this deal…time will tell but for now I am shocked by the old devil…
As far as Cano goes, I love him as player and look forward to getting 4-5 good years out of the future HOFer, but the last 5 years of this contract could be brutal being that he was born on October 22, 1982 down in the Dominican Republic. But that is the way it goes if you want to play hardball with the Big Boys and the 5-time All-Star will bring a lifetime .309 batting average to go along with his slick fielding and a power bat that produced 27 dingers last year for the New York Yankees.
I guess what concerns me so much about this deal is that we have been screaming for a big bat or two here for the past 10 years and though Cano is great, he alone won’t be enough and the mariners will have to keep going to bolster this weak lineup with some like Nelson Cruz to protect Cano in the lineup. But with a reported 2 billion dollar deal with Root sports in hand and no contract commitments outside of King Felix to speak of for the next several years old Jack Zduriencik may indeed get a chance to preside over a winning club.
By the way I’m wondering how young Nick Franklin feels about this whole thing? Oh well he had his chance maybe he can split time at short with Miller and Willie Bloomquist or get packaged up and sent somewhere else in the next stage of this “Seattle in The Sports Spotlight Era” Go Mariners! Go Hawks!http://jeffsmariners.com
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Screw reality. This is everything we’ve ever wanted rolled up into a single moment in time and it’s goddamn beautiful. You want Chris Petersen? You got Chris Petersen. You want Robinson Cano? You got Robinson Cano. You want the best team in the NFL? You got the best team in the NFL. If you have a wish to make, a prayer to be answered, a request you absolutely must have fulfilled? Today is your day.
You and I, we aren’t conditioned for this. This is sleet in November, triple-digit temperatures in July. We aren’t used to what this feels like. Happiness? Euphoria? This is Seattle. Seattle. When it comes to sports, we’re the perennially disappointed, the consistently underwhelmed. We live in a snow globe where it simply rains all the time. We fall short of expectations, come up empty-handed at year’s end, tank the off-season, blow the big game, flub every opportunity at every single turn, and wallow, miserably, wretchedly, in the cynical aftermath of the emotional nuking our psyches continually endure.
They’ve called us the Worst Sports City in America. On multiple occasions, no less. It sucks to be us, they’ve pointed out. And for the most part, they’ve been right. It has sucked to be us. We haven’t done shit. We haven’t won shit, we haven’t achieved shit, we haven’t been shit. We’ve been nothing. Some cities fly under the radar; we haven’t been on the radar.
We were a glorified coffee house, a hipster’s paradise, a tech mecca, nothing more. We were a shoulder shrug, an eye roll. We were Carlton Banks, Screech Powers, Steve Urkel, the uncoolest of the uncool. If they cared about us, they only cared about us long enough to poke fun at us. And when they poked fun at us, we often found ourselves in agreement with them. They were right, after all. We weren’t anything beyond a punch line. We were the joke.
I’ve been doing this for twenty-nine years. That’s how long I’ve lived in this soggy, dismal snow globe of ours. Since birth. This is all I know. All I know is what it feels like to be on the losing end of championships, the wrong side of recruiting pitches and free agent signings, the opposing hemisphere to success and victory and celebrations and parades and all the giddiness that goes along with all those wonderful, marvelous things.
But today. We have today. We staked out today. We sat in front of our computer screens for the bulk of a week — for the bulk of the past few years, since we’ve been here before — waiting for today. We refreshed our web browsers incessantly, addictively in anticipation of today. We sourced sources who sourced other sources, we mongered rumors from rumormongers who metastasized magnificent tidbits of the most menial nature. We sat in a metaphorical squad car like the fictional Ed Hocken, shelling red pistachios by the dozen, looming outside the figurative office of our very own Vincent Ludwig as Frank Drebin, that rascal, bandied about the confines haphazardly searching for clues.
We won at something. We poached the New York Freakin’ Yankees and the entire free market for their very best player. We hijacked college football for one of their very best coaching candidates. We did that today. Both those things. Two hours apart. And all the while we were supposed to be sitting here content with the fact that our 11-1 NFL team remained poised to clinch their division crown just 48 hours from now.
There is logic, of course. We haven’t won anything yet. They don’t hand out rings for off-season hauls, no trophies for mid-season win-loss records. But there has to be a start. There is a spark that begats a flame that ignites the fire. The blaze does not matriculate from thin air, spontaneously. That spark must always occur first. Robinson Cano is a spark. Chris Petersen is a spark. Eleven wins to one loss is a spark.
So screw logic. Forget it. Let’s enjoy this moment. Because we don’t have moments like this very often. Today, we are kings. Today, we are the center of the sports universe. Today, we are on our way to greatness, to success, to victory, to championships, to awesomeness, to badassery, to celebrations and smiles and hugs and laughter and all that good stuff we’ve longed for, we’ve yearned for. This is the start of something amazing. This is what the top of the world feels like. Yes. Seattle.
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