Joe Flacco gets thrown into the fire

Today's the day. Week one. Ravens. Bengals. Joe Flacco. Purple camouflage. Et cetera.

I had hoped to find time to write a more detailed pre-game write-up, but I didn't, partly because I was busy watching Chuck Liddell get knocked the F out, and partly because I have no idea what to expect this year. Outside of the fact that I think the Ravens will be terrible. There are too many question marks, which is why I am going into this season with zero expectations. Hopefully cutting expectations out of my diet will also eliminate, or at least mitigate, that nauseating feeling I get when the Ravens lose. Especially to division rivals like the Bengals.

Good luck, Joe.