I have surreptitiously cheered for the Ravens this past season, secondary to my trusty Steelers, of course. When the Steelers were eliminated from play-offs (thanks, Ben), I was consoled by the fact that at least the Ravens are headed to the Super Bowl.
With each game, however, I couldn’t help but notice, with much dismay, that Ray Lewis, who announced his upcoming retirement after this season, morphed more and more into a sobbing princess and intolerable attention-whoring drama queen. What the hell? Fake crying, chest pounding, falling to the ground for no apparent reason, facial contorting, exaggerated praying, hogging the camera, hysterics, practically leaping up and down and shrieking, “LOOK AT ME!” as soon as he sniffed a camera nearby.
Damn, give it a rest. That got old fast, Ray. I want to watch football, not a cheesy soap opera starring your silly ass. Retire already, get your weepy face out of the camera, change your diaper, and let us watch real football again.
*Ray Lewis fake crying picture (one of many) courtesy of BayPop.com*
LOL – spot on!
Thank you! My boys are hoping for the Ravens but Ray Lewis is enough to make anyone rout for the other team. Or not want to watch at all.
I really don’t like San Francisco, so I don’t know yet who to root for. Maybe if the Ravens lose, then Ray Lewis will finally just go away!