June 21st has always been a great day for me. Good things happen to me on June 21st. Most obviously, it's the first official day of summer. Nobody in their right mind would argue with that. In middle school and high school, the first day of summer vacation often landed on or around this date. My first major summer internship began on a June 21st, and the start date for my first real holy-shit-a-salary-and-benefits job began on a June 21st as well. It's a blessed day.
That's not all. It's usually one of the longest days of the year, and during this decade it will frequently coincide with the Summer Solstice, the actual longest day of the year. For those of you on the West Coast, the Summer Solstice is today, June 20th. Enjoy the daylight. Grill your dinner. Sit outdoors and digest and drink spirits after dinner in that wondrous post-sunset blue cotton candy Pacific Northwest twilight. You lucky devil.
For the sports fan, though, June 21st hurts a little bit. The NHL is close to naming a champion if they have not already. Baseball's all-star break is coming up, meaning individual baseball games are taking on their most meaningless and listless midseason demeanor. The NBA Finals have usually concluded by now, and even this year's amazing Spurs-Heat series will be over by the time I wake up tomorrow. Most years, there is no summer Olympics to get excited about nor a World Cup to absorb your attention. It's getting hot, so the individual athlete winces at running in 80-degree weather and cycling over scorched blacktop. We suffer.
And yet it's the football fan who suffers most acutely. The Super Bowl victors are back at the bottom of the mountain. The other 31 teams have finished the postmortem and identified the cause of the death. The coaches have been hired and fired. The combine is over. The draft has been analyzed to death. The brief glimpses of minicamp seen through chainlink fences and boats on Lake Washington have come and gone. We've got nothing to hang our hat on until training camp, and we are not truly out of the woods until we get to watch Something Resembling Football on August 8th.
So! An OT thread we shall have. We are all connected to Seattle in one way or another, but I thought it would be cool to learn which part of Seattle we all actually consider home. It could be where you grew up, it could be where you live now, but which little corner of paradise do you identify with? Rep your hood.
(You nerds can talk summer movies and Playstation and Xbox and Game of Thrones and shit in here too if you want. I just don't have to like it.)