The first San Francisco 49ers game I ever watched was the 2014 NFC Championship game against the Seattle Seahawks. What transpired in those gritty and painful three hours of football fueled a special kind of hate for the Seahawks and developed a passion for the Niners and, more importantly, football itself.
Ever since watching the game, the 49ers-Seahawks rivalry was bigger than football to me. I had associated the Niners with “good” and the Seahawks “evil.” And ever since the 49ers fell to the Seahawks, who advanced to Super Bowl XLVIII and ended up winning it, I have been eagerly waiting for San Francisco to simply beat Seattle.