Yep. Living hipdeep in B’more city has its perks. One is I can see Ravens Stadium from my window. Which means I can walk there.
I walked there today, for Ravens training camp practice thing. Go sportsball!
And I’ve found my favorite player. He’s gigantic, ginger, and I love that. (Always had a soft spot for redheads, from my first crush in the summer before 3rd grade, to Emma Stone. Yeah, I know she’s actually blonde. But I’d like to grow up to be her, even though I’m like 500 years older…)
I’d stay for the fireworks, but I’m melting. I’ll just watch them from my window.
First, a disclaimer: I was going to put up a picture of MC – aka the Midnight Crapper – when s/he made an appearance on my deck last night (!!!), but 1) I didn’t know where my phone was, 2) I was so enamored of his/her fluffiness that I was gobsmacked, and 3) when I made a move to put chow down for him/her, s/he flipped and blew the scene. My bad.
So instead? Pics of the throng getting into the Ravens vs Browns game! We won, which is awesome. Especially after last week’s beat down.
I love this neighborhood during game day. Because I can see absolutely adorable fans.
Oh, and lest I forget, yesterday was the Shining Festival in our lovely Carroll Park. The lines were up, down and around the park! Yaaaaay! I popped down to hear a bit from The Reverend Horton Heat (they were great and btw) and saw all the peoples.
Gorgeous weather and tons of stuff in the hood. Perfect September weekendness.
It’s crazy up in Pigtown y’all. The Ravens have come home, and Baltimore is throwin’ a party. Things are so packed at M&T there are helicopters announcing “M&T Stadium is filled to capacity. There will be no more people allowed inside.”
But if you want to make like you were there? I can do that….
Bling bling, like a Championship ring! (Thank you, t-shirt selling dude, for teaching me that one.)
Ravens won the Superbowl! Yayz! I even broke my cardinal rule and watched the game. It was definitely a knuckle biter, and both teams kicked serious tuchas. But the Ravens won it, and even a no-nothing-about-football gal like me got psyched. And it’s nice to see Ray Lewis go out on such a high.
Picture the scene in my hood during and after the game. You don’t have to; here ’tis! Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m headed back out to celebrate with my neighborhood. Good job, Ravens!
First off, shots were given at Tommy’s Downtown Tavern for each Ravens touchdown. Needless to say I got sauced pretty quick. Then, when it was all said & done, Pigtown went crazy. Was it as packed as Fells Point? No. But we’re just as hyped.