I want to run another mailbag column — and I know you have been clamoring for another one, as well — but I need your help. Oh yeah, the guy on the right wants one, too. He stands outside of my house with that same orange T-shirt and same silent intensity every morning, demanding that I show him my next mailbag. Trust me, it's creepy.
Send your questions on the O's, Ravens, Caps, Terps, Tiger, the NCAA tournament, Lindsay Lohan, and another other random goodness that pops into your head to firstname.lastname@example.org. Just keep it clean, Baltimore.
Thanks in advance for getting this guy to leave me alone.