it's a weird week.
i mean, it is thanksgiving week, which means that all my week's work has to get done in 2.5 days, which is enough of a struggle as it is. plus the packing, and the cooking (and by that i mean smelling shannon's cooking), and everything else that goes with this time of year, and its kind of a busy week. but this year, this week is even more electrified, distracting, and intense than ever, because...
IT'S RAVENS WEEK!!!!!!
so, amidst the baking of big bulbous, stuffed birds, there are yet more birds to be plucked and cooked this week. ugly black ones.
i've been over this many times before, and while most of you are rolling your eyes, feeling like you've read this post 12 times before, get over it, because it doesn't get old for me. at least not yet. least of all this week, with turkey day nearly here, the ravens and the steelers colliding with exact records, a similar inability to run the ball, and an identical desperation to stay alive in the playoff hunt. and, while i just preached about loving your enemies, i find myself right back where i started with ray-ray lewis and ray rice disgracing a terrible towel. i don't always hate, but when i do....
i don't usually make predictions about steelers games. too much face to save for all that nonsense. but i am willing to make an exception this week. i predict that thursday night is either going to be (A) twice as awesome as any normal thanksgiving, or (B) marked by a soul-crushing bout of indigestion and acid reflux, cured only by the 2014 nfl draft. either way, i will enter the next waving my terrible towel and shouting, "here we go steelers, here we go!"
oh, and there's always this:
and a happy thanksgiving to you all. i hope. unless your name is terrell suggs.