I just got back from the game. I have no words to describe how I feel. What the hell did I just see? You guys were beating the crap out of us for three and a half quarters and suddenly the universe flipped over. I don't feel like gloating. I hope you wish us luck in the Super Bowl, but I wouldn't blame you if you told me to go f#*k myself.
Being humble in victory is a really good trait.
I won't be rooting for the seahawks, but I will certainly not tell you to go f yourself either.