Well, as my beloved yet usually pathetic Buffalo Bills are no closer to sniffing an NFL postseason birth than I am to chiseled 8-pack abs, I’ve adopted the Maryland hometown Ravens as my own as they worked their way through the 2013 NFL playoffs. Not so easy as it seems. My 11 year old is an Indianapolis Colts fan first and a Peyton Manning fan second, the Raven’s first 2 victims in their improbably run to the big one. Little Jack was just not feeling it last night as home made hot wing sauce dribbled down our faces.
But congratulations are in order. Regardless of what you might think about Ray Lewis, somehow his retirement tour, announced 4 weeks ago before the playoffs began, galvanized a team that had lost 4 of 5 heading into January. Leader or lucky Pied Piper, the team seemed to rally around the Lewis career-extension process. The post game guys on the NFL Network were all finally Wacko for Flacco as they commended the former Blue Hen’s great game and were absolutely infatuated with his new found free agent bargaining power to be waged against owner Steve Bisciotti like Leatherface firing up the ole Homelite. Deon Sanders was beside himself with lustful envy. Older brother John Harbaugh got over on Jim, got away with a botched fake field goal and maybe got a little love from a referee crew that didn’t want to be the direct cause of a win or loss. After the sting fades 49er fans will realize they benefited from a similar non-call to end the game against Atlanta just 2 weeks earlier.
So here’s to you, Ray Ray. When God’s with you, how can anyone else not suck (or something like that). The hype is over for another 7 months. No more Kaepernicking, power outages, Harbowls or Bootyliciousness.
23 hours removed and I am already in football withdrawal. Well, I always have the Orioles.
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