On February 2, 2014, the Seattle Seahawks won the Superbowl. It’s hard for me to avoid the infectious mood in a city whose team is approaching a championship. Sports are an ancient ritual, they’ve withstood the test of time for a good reason. When a home team approaches the big win, the entire city transforms. Flags and lights and banners, conversation and celebration. There’s no avoiding it – It’s a big deal. I never was someone who followed a team through a whole season. Call me a fair weather fan, but I tend to only gravitate toward sports when there’s no more avoiding it. It’s the point at which the city is overtaken by fever that I really start paying attention, and I’m more interested in the effects the sport has on the city and its people than I am in the game itself. It’s undeniably fun, and can also be stressful for the die-hards. But when triumph comes, the party is like no other.
This is a glimpse at how Seattle parties, the night of the big win, a noisy celebration by a city on good behavior.