By what right does the Panther judge the Seahawk?

[Seahawk Sailor]

O pass blocking, pass blocking! wherefore art thou pass blocking?
Deny thy lanes and refuse thy blocks;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn to wiff,
And I'll no longer be an NFL quarterback.

 

[UK_Seahawk]

 

[Seahawk Sailor]

'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a champion.
What's a Seahawk? it is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
What's in a name? that which we call a winner
By any other name would be as bad-ass;
So Seahawks would, were they not Seahawks call'd,
Retain that dear perfection which they owe
Without that title. Seahawks, doff thy name,
And for that name which is no part of thee yet
Take all and be crowned champions.

 

[Lady Talon]

"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend!" Harbaugh shrieked, clipboard throwing—
"Get thee back into the tempest and that cursed Seattle shore!
Leave no blue plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!—quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"

Quoth the Seahawk, "Niners bore."

 

[Blu_Cypress]

Seahawks, GRRM, Shakespeare and Poe...this thread is AWESOME.

 

[Zebulon Dak]

Get thee behind me Harbaugh!!

 

[MizzouHawkGal]

"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend!" Harbaugh shrieked, clipboard throwing—
"Get thee back into the tempest and that cursed Seattle shore!
Leave no blue plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!—quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"

Quoth the Seahawk, "Niners bore."

If only thou were this intelligent than mayest God doth bless us.

 

[400WattHPSHawk]

Lucky for the Panthers of House Rivera, this game will be played during the day... for the night is dark and full of terrors.

Sir Cam Newton, bannerman of Rivera, serves him well when serving him is safe. However, the field of battle will be anything but. The Legion of Boom does not sow. They pay the iron price.

You know nothing Jon Beason.

Mesmerizing. I've given freely all my worldly possessions that I may follow.

 

[Lady Talon]

"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend!" Harbaugh shrieked, clipboard throwing—
"Get thee back into the tempest and that cursed Seattle shore!
Leave no blue plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!—quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"

Quoth the Seahawk, "Niners bore."

If only thou were this intelligent than mayest God doth bless us.

I sneeze, therefore I am?

 

[MizzouHawkGal]

Or snooze. ..it's much the sameth. Methinks much like the outcome of this weekend's supposed battle. Much ado about nothing. Given we shall vanquish those tricksome cats by 10-14.

 

[oldschlhwkfn]

"The Seahawkwocky"


'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Seahawkwock, my son
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Harbaughsnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand;
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Seahawkwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

 

[Anonymous]

This thread is awesome.

Hey, there has got to be an online/downloadable app that you can type in a paragraph of "normal" speech and have it generate a Shakespearian equivalent. If there isn't, somebody needs to make one up.

Cuz that would be soooo cool.

 

[CodeWarrior]

Once more unto the breach dear friends, once more, for the regular season kicks at our week's end.

 

[JSeahawks]

How did this thread turn from Game of Thrones to Shakespeare?

Getting it back on topic, we can't have a Game of Thrones thread without some nudity and boobs.

 

[Perfundle]

riverrun, past Kellogg and Harbor, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to CLink Castle and Environs.
Sir Hardbro, violent dancer, fr'over the short bus, had passencore rearrived from North Alifornia on this side the scraggy isthmus of Starbucks Minor to wielderfight his penisolate war: nor had topsawyer's rocks by the stream Oconee exaggerated themselse to King County's gorgios while they went doublin their mumper all the time: nor avoice from afire bellowsed mishe mishe to Bam Bam Kaeiouypernick

 

[Perfundle]

"The QB Not Taken"

Two QBs converged on the C-Link field,
And sorry I could not start them both
And be one Seahawk, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To see the lack of passer growth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Under that cloudy and drizzling air;
Though as for that their passing share
Had worn them really about the same

And both that night had equally dreamed
Of being a starting quarterback.
Oh, I kept the first for another team!
As knowing how win leads on to win,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two QBs converged on a field, and I—
I took the one with lesser height,
And that has made all the difference.

 

[Stephen SeaHawking]

"The QB Not Taken"

Two QBs converged on the C-Link field,
And sorry I could not start them both
And be one Seahawk, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To see the lack of passer growth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Under that cloudy and drizzling air;
Though as for that their passing share
Had worn them really about the same

And both that night had equally dreamed
Of being a starting quarterback.
Oh, I kept the first for another team!
As knowing how win leads on to win,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two QBs converged on a field, and I—
I took the one with lesser height,
And that has made all the difference.

Brought a tear to my eye.

 

[bellingerga]

How did this thread turn from Game of Thrones to Shakespeare?

Getting it back on topic, we can't have a Game of Thrones thread without some nudity and boobs.

Anyone else seeing Jar Jar Binks on his torso?

 

[Seahawk Sailor]

"Look at me!
Look at me now!" said the Panther quarterback.
"With a cut block and a hold
From all of my linemen!
I can complete TWO passes!
I can pass to the receiver!
And to the tight end!
And some for the running back!
And look!
I can hop up and down and fumble the ball!
But that is not all!
Oh, no.
That is not all...

"Look at me!
Look at me!
Look at me NOW!
It is fun to have fun
But you have to know how.
I can throw up the ball
To the men in the blue!
I can pass to the cornerback!
And the safety in the end zone!
I can throw to the linebacker
And and that linebacker there!
And look! With my arm
I can throw a bad ball!
I can drop back to pass
As I fumble the ball!
But that is not all.
Oh, no.
That is not all...."

That is what the Panther quarterback said...
Then he fell on his head!
He came down with a bump
From fumbling the ball.
And Sally and I,
We saw ALL the 'Hawks prevail!

 

[Throwdown]

Roses are red
Violets are blue
The Super Bowl, The Seahawks will do.


TRY AND BEAT THAT POEM!