Baltimore Sun

Now why didn't I think of that?

One of the great things about being a reporter is that occasionally, you get paid to go to an event that other people have shelled out big bucks to attend.

Last night, for instance, I was dispatched to cover some Ravens playing celebrity waiter at a $250-a-head charity dinner at Morton's The Steakhouse.

Of course, as a mere observer, I didn't get in on the food. And as someone who doesn't follow football, I had a hard time not looking dumb. "Is that spelled, F-L-A-C-C-O?"


After filing my story, I went home with a nagging sense that I'd failed to summon the requisite sports puns. And wouldn't you know it, the first commenter on the Sun's website had a line better than any in my story.

It read: "I hope they didn't let Ray Lewis handle the table knives!"