So many great moments here and I remember them all and disagree with non of them. But for me, being a hawks fan before the holmgren years was always about fighting for respect and having to answer that most annoying of question from fans of other teams... 'why in the world are you a seahawks fan??'. So my most crystal moments are those in which we put the world on notice that there was something special happening in the PNW that the NFL needed to take heed of. And before our first NFC championship, before our first superbowl win... before beastquake , all of the remarkable comebacks and our recent track record of record setting success, there was that postseason game in Miami in 1983 where a ragtag, scrappy hawks team led by the steel Jawed, chewing gum destroying coach, Chuck Knox was the league's Cinderella story, and did the impossible - went blow for blow with Don Shula's team, led by the darling of the NFL at the time, Dan Marino... and came away the victor. They weren't supposed to have a chance, the game, a table setter for a dolphins team that the media had assumed was destined to represent the AFC in the superbowl. Until they met a Hawks team that hadn't been made aware of any such talk.
The moment - the go-ahead drive led by an otherwise no-name, undrafted qb named Krieg ( they all knew his name after that game), and the hawks go-to threats on the ground in C Warner and through the air in the legendary #80, Steve Largent.
Miami knew what was coming and they were helpless to stop it. First, a pass across the middle to a sliding Largent that put the hawks in Miami territory. Then a dime of a pass and catch again to Largent along the far sideline that took them within the 5 yard line. And finally, the sprint by Warner over the right side and across the goal line.
It was after that second catch by Largent that I remember thinking to myself for the first time ever, that thought that would become common place in more recent years when the chips have been down under the R Wilson led Hawks and defeat seemed probable... that moment when you say to yourself... oh my God, we are going to win THIS game. Here, in this penultimate moment, our Hawks are going to win this game and then EVERYONE, will understand just how good we are and more importantly, why I'm a damn Seahawks fan.
