Last night, we were eating buffalo wings and Dora asked me if the Seahawks would receive many cheers from the people gathered around the televisions in the crowded bar. I murmured something about Steve Largent and the Seahawks not even being bad enough to be really bottom of the barrel bad, just constantly mediocre. And then, thinking of the Seahawks’ pretty new stadium—complete with art gallery—and Seattlers’ penchant for coffee, their well-educated populace, neat communities, and indie rock scene…

I realized that Seattle is Park Slope west.

So, in two weeks: The Park Slope Seahawks against the rough and tumble Pittsburgh Steelers.

Have you seen Park Slope football in Prospect Park? Work that around your mind a little bit.

p.s.: secretly, I really want to tour the stadium, along with SF's Pac Bell Park. But I can still mock the Seahawks.