Here you go. With seven games left in the season, I have a shot to finish at .500 against the spread! Woooo! How exciting! (Realize I am the Pittsburgh Pirates of sports prognosticating.)
Whenever I hear “Ravens,” I immediately think “unibrow, unibrow, unibrow, two eyebrows joined as one, unibrow, unibrow, unibrow.” I am all-consumed by his unibrow, as though I am his forehead.