"Random Observations from Super Bowl XLVII What a difference a decade makes. When the Ravens won their first Super Bowl following the 2000 season I was a listless twentysomething reveling in the post-game aftermath with a bunch of other half-in-the-tank ne'er-do-wells on the city streets of Baltimore. I watched that game at a friend's apartment in Bolton Hill. As the final seconds ticked off the clock we took to the streets. We were hugged and high-fived by random people as we made our way down Charles St. The purple-clad throng grew as we approached the Inner Harbor. It was full-scale mayhem. I've never been slapped on the back, high-fived, and hugged so many times in my life. We finished the night in Fells Point as a group of a few hundred fans chanted ""Fuck New York!"" in the middle of Broadway.Sunday night we watched the game at a friend's house, with a total of eight kids in attendance. The kids mostly played in the basement and stuffed themselves full of purple cupcakes while the parents watched the game. My son would occasionally run upstairs to ask how many more points the Ravens needed to win. I had neither the time nor inclination to explain the intricacies of NFL scoring at that moment so I just told him, ""One buddy. One more point.""  Continue Reading"
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