There’s few things I like better than a rare Saturday night off, and especially during NFL divisional playoffs weekend. Seven hours of football is just fine with me. So I sat down and prepared for the Titans and Panthers to take care of business.
Well, they took care of something, alright. But it wasn’t business. It was themselves.
Let’s start with the Ravens’ win. I have to admit, I have a somewhat irrational dislike for the Ravens. It’s not so much the team as much as a handful of obnoxious fans who have rubbed me the wrong way over the years. It’s not quite like my father’s hatred for the New England “Cheatriots” which has gotten surprisingly fierce (he took great delight when they missed the playoffs … I don’t think I’ve seen him that happy since he got married a few years ago. And in case he reads this, I’m just kidding). But generally, I don’t root for the Ravens. (continue reading…)