I'm test driving a concept for a week-in-review column that focuses on the men who wear the headsets in the NFL.
No anxiety? No suspense? Who are these Seahawks who won their season-opener in such a methodical, efficient fashion in Indianapolis?
The happiest accident of my professional career ended last week, and I've got a few things I'd like to say about all that.
After 25 years being paid to cover Seattle sports, it was good to know I still feel something for my favorite team even if what I felt on Saturday was teeth-gnashing, garment-rending pain.
This is also called "talking."
