The past few years I have made the same following admission at the end of each NFL season: I only watched one game from start to finish each of those years—the Super Bowl.
That streak will end this year as I will have doubled my output. Thanks, Seahawks.
This past Sunday I watched the NFC Championship as the Seattle Seahawks defeated the Los Angeles Rams to punch a ticket to the Super Bowl.
A once proud Seahawks fan who would drop everything to watch every single game, my priorities changed when I had kids. Basing my weekend over the performance of my teams and keeping track of standings/statistics just didn’t seem that important anymore.
However, even though I am now a dad, I can still be a great bandwagon fan. With the Seahawks on the cusp of another Super Bowl appearance, I had to watch. I figured that despite only being familiar with two of the players on the team (Sam Darnold and Cooper Kupp), my prior years of fandom earned me the right to claim this year’s Seahawks squad as my own, right?
When Seattle came out on top this past weekend, a lower third statistic appeared on the screen that said 4th Super Bowl appearance in franchise history. When I read the stat, my mind raced to how/where I watched the previous three Seahawk Super Bowl appearances.

On Sunday night, I recreated the pose I struck from the last time the Seattle Seahawks made it to the Super Bowl in 2015.
In 2006 (wow, 20 years ago!) I watched the Seahawks drop Super Bowl XL on the top floor of Aber Hall at the University of Montana. I was a college freshman and my dorm offered a Super Bowl watch party complete with all the chili you good eat. I cheered hard with my friend Cody but took a dejected elevator ride back down to my room on the third floor when the Pittsburgh Steelers came out on top.
When the Seahawks would return to the Super Bowl eight years later in 2014, I was still in Montana. However, instead of just beginning my time in the state I was concluding it (I would move across the country a couple months later). The result and the venue I caught the game from were both different. Seattle absolutely pulverized Peyton Manning and the Broncos as I watched the game with a rowdy crowd at the Silver Dollar Bar.
Seattle would return to the Super Bowl the next year (2015) against the Patriots. This time I watched the game from my apartment with Sidney. I may have flipped a table when the Seahawks lost in perhaps the most bitter way possible. Since that moment, I don’t remember another time feeling so depressed after a sporting event.

It was a big thrill for me when the Seattle Seahawks won Super Bowl XLVIII. This was me the following year in Myrtle Beach after the Seahawks won the NFC Championship to return to the Super Bowl.
Super Bowl LX will be the first time I watch the Seattle Seahawks play in the NFL title game from their home state. Even though the game won’t make/break my weekend this time around (I have learned about priorities over the past 11 years), it would be pretty sweet if they enacted some revenge on New England. Congrats to the Seattle Seahawks organization and I will be watching on Feb. 8. Don’t Blink.
