
Oddly, Seattle turned in their best performance in a while last night: the passing was a little shorter and sharper, as suits them, and they even managed a couple of those wonder-sequences in which they’re doing everything so fast that the opposition can only stand, watch, and hope for a shanked shot. Or an alert Zach Thornton. Going the other way, is there some kind of animal that plays dead only to suddenly bolt awake to take a big, lethal bite of your backside? I tried to capture that in the title, because that’s how Chivas played tonight....