Danny, 10 years old.
My dad took me to the stadium for the Ravens Super Bowl celebration. There were so many people. And it was cold. I didn’t care. I got out of going to school for the day. Plus I got to go to the stadium for the first time.
They showed the Raven players at City Hall on the jumbo screen. I wish we would have went there. But Dad didn’t wanna stand in the crowd.
I think Ray Lewis is so cool. I wish he wasn’t leaving the Ravens. I’m gonna miss seeing him do his dance. Maybe Suggs will do a dance. It won’t be the same though.
I wish I could have been there when Ed Reed let people touch the trophy. That would have been so cool. Being that close to him and the Super Bowl trophy. My buddies would have been so jealous.
When I saw the people knock down the fences and run towards Ray Lewis truck, I was glad we didn’t go down there. My dad is strong. But I don’t know if he’s strong enough to handle that crowd.
We got some hot chocolate and waited a long time for the Ravens to come to the stadium. Most of the people around us were talking about the Super Bowl and playoffs and if Joe Flacco would be back next year. I hope he is back next year. He is our best quarterback.
When the players finally made it to the stadium, it was so loud. The people around us were yelling and screaming. I guess that’s what it’s like during a game. I had to stand on my chair and tippy-toes to see because people in front of us wouldn’t sit down when the players were introduced. But it was still fun. I got to see Ray do his dance one last time.
Mark, 25 years old.
My Ravens! My Ravens! Super Bowl champs baby! That’s what I’m saying. Man that crowd was crazy. Everybody in Baltimore City must’ve been down there.
Me and a few of my boys decided we would take the subway down and catch them at City Hall and follow the parade to the stadium. We got downtown a little after eight that morning thinking we would get a good spot. It was already packed at City Hall. Look like people had camped out overnight.
It was pretty cool though. You know? I mean everybody was laughing and talking about the game. It was real friendly. It was cold as hell standing out there waiting. You know what I’m say? But getting to see my boy Ray-Ray one more time before he hang ’em up, was worth it.
And Joe Cool. Man. All I can say is ka-ching, ka-ching, ka-ching. Brother about to get paid. I wish I was his agent. They gonna have mad bank after this. Plus he got Super Bowl MVP. Ka-ching! Ka-ching! It’s all good though. Go get yours man. That’s all I can say.
Ed Reed and that two tickets to paradise. I hope he don’t plan on having a singing career after football. I’m just saying.
I don’t even know why they had the police. They weren’t gonna be able to handle all those people. I did hear later about some fools acting up. Killing that boy over something stupid. People sure can get stupid sometimes.
After the barriers were broke down, we joined everybody else and followed the truck Ray was in. It felt like a lot of people and all. But when I saw it later on TV, I was like, “Damn! Did everybody take the day off or what?”
But it was still cool where we were. Nobody was acting a fool. People were calling out Ray’s name. Or singing the Ravens nation song. We were disappointed we couldn’t get in the stadium and all. But we can say we were part of the celebration.
Roger, 55 years old.
When I saw all those people on tv for that parade, I could not believe it. Between the people at the stadium and the folks at City Hall and along the parade route, there had to be over 150,000 people. That’s crazy. It wasn’t like that the first time they won the Super Bowl.
I grew up watching the Colts and it broke my heart when they left. That s-o-b Irsay stole our team name, colors and everything and took it to Indianapolis. I bet the old drunk is rolling over in his grave. Better yet, I bet Art is rubbing it in his face. Poor Art. Wish he would have been able to be here for this one. And to see this type of turnout. See Cleveland. You ran him out of town and we have two Super Bowl victories while you can’t even make the playoffs.
The Colts used to have this type of love from the community with players like Johnny U, Raymond Berry, Lenny Moore, Gino Marchetti, Art Donovan, Bubba Smith, and John Mackey. Then Irsay ran it into the ground. But this owner and the other guys running the team, you can tell they care about putting a winning team on the field. That’s why we support them the way we do.
Now that we won the whole thing, the players are gonna want more money. Success can bring greed and inflated egos. I can’t understand the obscene amount of money these players make, but it’s the owners fault. They offer these crazy contracts, and we, the fans, pay for it one way or another. Higher ticket prices. Higher concession prices. $10 for a beer. That’s why I’m glad I have my big screen TV. I can watch comfortably at home and not have to deal with any annoying fans sitting around me.