We close out Dan Marino Day with the last win/last comeback of his career.
"Dan Marino started off the afternoon with one thing to prove: That he was still Dan Marino."
Even in the twighlight of his playing time, the guy was pure unadulterated badass. The Seahawks are completely helpless here as TRAOG slaughters their defense in a frenzy of fire and vengeance.
He was too old, they thought.
He was on his way out.
Dan Marino didn't get that memo.
He single-handedly carved up Seattle's secondary in their own stadium, frustrating the Seahawks fans and showing why he is, in fact, The Right Arm of God, then and forever.
Coming back in the fourth quarter on the road in the playoffs isn't exactly like wrestling a dead cat. Shit takes steel nerves, brass balls, and the uncanny ability to totally cockpunch the opponent with a single bound and rip his still beating heart from his chest cavity.
Anyway, bask in the glory of awesome when we ALWAYS had a fucking chance, nation.
And Happy Birthday to the Greatest.
Also, only Dan Marino gets called for intentional grounding on a fucking 40 yard pass.
