And so it was written in the clouds.
Maybe you are lying down in the grass in D.C. on Saturday with your girlfriend and you start spotting images in the clouds.
"It's a bunny."
"It's a doggy."
"It's former MTV's Wanna Be A VJ runner-up Dave Holmes."
An omen for the Redskins? Is Washington State taking over Washington, D.C.? Are the Seahawks flying into the nation's capitol on a cloud built for them? When this cloud showers its majestic raindrops onto a woman who is expecting, is that how Russell Wilson's are born? A coincidence?
Or maybe it's not even real. I don't know but it's neat.