So we went to the Seahawks-Bears game yesterday. I actually enjoyed myself in spite of having to part with $25 for two cheeseburgers, and order of garlic fries and two bottles of water.

The seats were right at the 50-yard line, about halfway up the lower portion of the 300 level. The physical seats themselves are just that: seats. They're the plastic chair type with the folding heiny holder.

The seats were easy to find and the staff was friendly and helpful. It only took a look in the wrong direction for a staff member to spring to my side to help me find the seats.

The only real problem we had all day was a couple of Bears fans who took the trash talking too far. A good fan is supposed to talk it up when he's in the other team's stadium. Everyone knows it's good-natured ribbing and team pride and everyone puts up with it because it's all part of the game.

One of the guys was really loud and obnoxious though. The other guy wound up spilling beer on the people in front of him and I personally saw him spit on the back of one guy who sat in front of us when that guy sidled past them while heading for a bathroom break. That's low shit in any fan's book. Well, any fan except for that dork.

But it was a lot of fun. It's nice to see hideaway, cold-fish Seattleites stomping and cheering and enjoying each other's proximity.

And we won.

That was cool.