I had a dream last night. A terrible no-good dream and I fear it may be a sign of things to come. In this blanket tossing display of unconscious wish-fulfillment, the Seahawks were facing hard, hard times. I'm still piecing the fragments together, but I know for certain that the Rams were winning 13 - 8. Unfortunately I was awoken from fear before I had any resolution.

Oh cursed Fate! Why must you hold my mind hostage with your terrible visions of futures not yet seen?! Steven Jackson was having a breakout game of the season. With the Rams trailing 7-8 in the 4th quarter, Jackson burst through the line for a +40 yard touchdown run. He was also carrying Brandon Browner on his back for the last 10 yards. Browner then proceeded to cheap shot Jackson by trying to pull out one of his dreads after the play.

Our defense who had been playing fairly lights out (they did get a safety) went ahead and demolished Sam Bradford when he stepped back to pass for the 2-point conversion. This is when I woke up. So I didn't get to see our last ditch effort to get the win. But I do remember not feeling confident for up to this point our offense was horrendous.

The Seahawks had managed two drives into the red zone but only came out with two field goals because on both 3rd down plays, Wilson threw absolutely terrible, pick-sixes that were dropped. We were lucky to get 6 points out of our offense. Wilson did go ahead and throw one of the most egregiousness interceptions later in the middle of the field. Needless to say, he played like a rookie; a bad rookie.

My dreams tell me that we lose this game folks.

Now to be fair, I don't put any stock into dreams. But I did find it weird how specific this dream was. I usually don't remember dreams but swearing when I saw Wilson throw those terrible dropped INTs and cringing while Browner tugged on Jackson's dreads and cheering as Bradford got absolutely mopped by the D-line was all very vivid. So maybe there is something there. Or maybe, as Freud would point out, it has something to do with some weird sexual repression from my youth. I don't know.

My waking consciousness says Seahawks win 20 - 3
My dreams say Rams win 13 - 8