In case you haven’t heard, there’s a quasi-important football game going on tonight and the hometown team is playing in it.  I’m feeling a bit conflicted about cheering for the Ravens.  I know, I know, I’ve lived in Baltimore for over 10 years now, I should be gung-ho purple, right?  Well, if you know me at all, you’ll know my skepticism about professional sports in general, my [admittedly sometimes a bit snobbish] disgust with all the purple craziness, and my insistence that I’m still a West Coast girl at heart.  So it feels a bit like I really should be cheering for the 49ers.

But, since we’re related to Joe Flacco (seriously, he’s my sister-in-law’s second cousin, once removed) and because I am raising not one but two born-and-bred Baltimoreans, it’s probably about time for me to switch coast allegiances and cheer for the Ravens.  It might be a little bit too late for Ellie (click here to watch see her declare that she does NOT like the Ravens) but there is time to brain-wash Mark into the club.

So, while I will probably always feel a bit weird saying this:

Go Ravens!!!!

(For all you non-Ravens fans, Joe Flacco is the Ravens’ star quarterback.)