Snow? Really? This is so not good.

Ah, Seattle: one thing you can say about Seattle, the winters are pretty easy to get through. Just clouds and rain, with the occasional hint of snow. But, see, we're right next to the Pacific Ocean, which keeps us from getting too cold, and the Cascades protect us from the cold air blowing from the East, so it's just smooth sailing all winter long...Although it does on occasion dump a ton of snow and go into an Arctic deep freeze that leaves everything between the ocean and the mountains under a three-inch sheet of ice. Imagine a hockey rink with a completely indecent number of hills and you'll have the general idea. And it's only slated to get worse over the weekend. This is the weather situation as we head into Mike Holmgren's final home game as head coach of the Seattle Seahawks, and it completely blows for a couple of reasons.First, obviously, a lot of fans (myself included, unfortunately) probably won't even be able to get to the game. What should be a jam-packed thank-you/farewell party will be reduced to those folks who live close enough to walk to the game. I've had my share of frustrations with Holmgren over the years, but he's also the man who pulled the Seahawks from the depths and turned them into a perennial playoff team (this year notwithstanding -- but it doesn't help when everyone on the roster, including the beer vendors and the dude who stands outside the stadium every game selling tickets, is injured). He is, simply put, The One who put us on the map, and he will be missed. So, Mike, in case I can't make it, here's to you for everything you've done for the Seahawks and their fans.Turning to the game itself, the weather is a problem because we're facing none other than the bad-weather wizard himself, Brett Favre (yeah. Favre is here for Holmgren's last home game. Couldn'ta planned that any better). He learned to play quarterback during the last Ice Age, so the weather won't even faze him. Seneca, on the other hand, is unlikely to fare so well, especially given that we now have NO starting offensive lineman left. Holmgren's going to have to suit up the stadium peanut vendor and three Sea Gals just to have backups available on the line. As much as I'd love to say we're going to rise to the occasion and send Mike Holmgren out with a final home victory, this one just isn't lining up for us. My prediction: Jets 24, Hawks 3. And team doctors will have to surgically pry the frozen tears off Mike's jowls afterward.