My son, Henry, who turns 4 at the end of this month, woke up Monday morning so excited.
It wasn't an easy game to watch, but the Ravens, as usual, pulled out the win.
We watched the game at our house, just the four of us, which was fine with me. My husband, Chris, was so pumped up for the game, though he's not one to jump up and down about it. We got some food, cooked on the grill and settled in.
The first half went great, we were cheering – all four of us – and yelling for the Ravens. And what a way to start the second half, a Jacoby Jones kickoff return (makes me wish we would have bought some furniture Sunday, given Gardiner's deal to refund the purchase price if a player returned a kickoff for a touchdown). Then we got pretty quiet pretty quick (save for some curse words, or substitutes because my son was still up, and a lot of yelling at the television) as the 49ers rattled off a whole bunch of unanswered points.
In the end, it all worked out. The Ravens won the game and are Super Bowl XLVII champions.
We let Henry stay up to watch the whole game. He had stayed up for the AFC Championship game two weeks earlier, and my superstitious husband said Henry was a good luck charm, so of course he couldn't go to bed.
Henry loves Joe Flacco, feels like they're friends. After all, we have prominently displayed a picture of Flacco holding Henry when he was just 6 months old. You can also see it at http://www.exploreharford.com.
A friend I went to college with is married to Flacco's uncle, and in 2010 we went to training camp at McDaniel College in Westminster with them. Being with Flacco's uncle and all, we got a special visit with him most fans don't get. He hung out with us for a while, joked around with the kids, signed some autographs and played around with Henry. He seems like a natural and that he really liked holding Henry.
Henry, of course, doesn't remember any of it, but he sees the pictures and thinks it means he and Flacco are friends.
"I want to meet Joe Flacco again," he says.
And he gets so, so excited to watch Joe Flacco on television, or hear his name said on the radio. "He said Joe Flacco!" he'll exclaim.
It's really cool to see the world through an almost 4-year-old's eyes. To him, it's just a simple football game starring a guy who held him once. And that's guy's friend, Ray Lewis. It's so innocent and the way sports should be. There's no need to get angry over a game – just enjoy it for what it is, a game.
At least in Bel Air, it seemed like things remained pretty calm, relatively speaking, during the game and afterward. Our reporter, David Anderson, who was out and about in Bel Air for the game, was sending me periodic updates to update our website.
Excited fans, pumped fans, cheering and jumping up and down for joy when the game was going well, but nothing bad when the Ravens hit a slide. Just some subdued fans.
But now, football is over for another year. All the excitement, all the buildup – done.
But look on the bright side, Orioles pitchers and catchers report to Sarasota, Fla., on Monday for another season. Let's go O's – keep up that winning momentum. Maybe Baltimore can win a Super Bowl and World Series in the same year!