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Ola Chicas!

Can you believe it? Wow! On Monday Night Football in front a national viewing audience and all of the NFL watching we played our most disastrous game yet.

I usually leave the Monday morning quarterbacking to other bloggers. There are plenty of men and women who break down the game play by play far better than I can. However last night’s game left me fuming and so ridiculously baffled that I have to voice my frustration.

Where to start? The oblivious is the horrible way in which the Raven O line covered Joe. It appeared that our offensive team didn’t understand the basics of how the game works. What part of protect your quarterback, get your receivers open and cover your running backs did they misunderstand? How about all of it!

How can an entire line of professional athletes forget that their job for 60 minutes a week is to protect their quarterback? And our receivers could not get out of the way of the Jaguars secondary! Who even knew that Jacksonville had a secondary we had to worry about! And to have Rice run so ineffectively and fumble was just inexcusable. And Oher with so many penalties again! It’s so hard to watch such a talented group of men play in such a horrendous way.

Then we have to take a look at Joe. Though he is an awesome athlete I don’t think he will ever be the quarterback that Baltimore needs. He doesn’t have the composure or leadership skills. Yes his line often leaves him out to dry, but by now he should have been able to compensate for them. And Cam doesn’t allow him to man up and take charge. You have to wonder why?

Is it that Cam is a control freak or that Joe just doesn’t have the skills?

Joe doesn’t appear to think on his feet. He doesn’t know how to adapt to the game as it plays out. I’m not sure that the players have confidence in Joe and see him as their leader. I do know that the fans don’t see nor do they believe it. Baltimore is a diehard football town with a hard core blue collar mentality. Like it or not, the Ravens have been known to sign on bad ass players and are perceived as a hard-hitting and dangerous team. Joe doesn’t fit that mold. The fans don’t want a “calm and cool” Joe and the Ravens need a forceful, tough guy and smash mouth Joe! Joe needs to have the leadership skills of Bart Starr and the understanding of game like that of Joe Montana.

The same goes for our coach; he is a nice, calm guy who likes to stay under the radar. He makes questionable play decisions and fails to satisfy his fans concerns. Baltimore needs a coach that will light a fire under the team! When the play goes bad the coach needs to step up, hold the players accountable and give them a plan that is comprehensive and uses their individual talents. The Ravens need play calls that show confidence, determination and character. And when a dubious play call doesn’t go as planned the coach needs to be accountable for his decision. Maybe we need to swap a John for a Jim?

Once again the defense played hard and long. Regrettably they had a tough time stopping Maurice Jones-Drew. It was also unfortunate that they weren’t able to make a game breaking defensive turnover that we needed so bad. The special teams had a tough night with a missed field goal and a short onside kick that was a misunderstood plan from the start. Though we lost because we didn’t show up for the game the NFL referees didn’t make our night any easier.

Let’s hope that the team and the coaching staff go back to the drawing board and develop a new more aggressive game plan for Sunday. All too soon we hit the road to meet up with our divisional opponents. If we continue to look like we did last night….it’s going to be a very long exasperating winter…

Rave On

Kosmo Krys

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What an unlikely pair!

Posted by Saturday, October 22, 2011 0 comments

NFL Football and Breast Cancer Awareness!

Lots of thoughts come into mind when I think of October. I immediately think “back to school”, cool weather football, fall leaves, sweaters, boots, my birthday and Halloween. In recent years my thoughts include the color pink and breast cancer awareness month. I’m not the only one.

I’m amazed at the extraordinary promotional campaign that the Susan G. Komen Foundation has developed (I refrain from using the term “marketing strategy” as I like to think altruistically about non-profits and don’t care for the concept of businesses increasing sales by “selling” cancer prevention ).

To stimulate awareness and support, the Komen foundation has developed the largest national run/walk fundraising event, encourages individuals to host their own passionately pink websites, and they have succeeded in collaborating with a huge number of businesses and corporations. Go to the website and take a look at their two hundred + major corporate sponsors.

The entire NFL shows support for this foundation for an entire month! What other cause do they show support for all month long? Throughout October everywhere I go there are pink ribbons and a way to make a donation. I walk into a grocery store and pink ribbons are on everything from yogurt to lunch meat to box cake mixes. Clothing lines have a “cure” line, automobile and airlines are onboard, even my much-loved Zumba fitness sponsors this worthy organization.

Even Baltimore businesses step up to do their part in spreading awareness and raise funds for “the cure”. Throughout the month local restaurants, merchants and community organizations host events and specials to support this important foundation. has designed an original long sleeve Ravens Chix tee shirt that supports the Susan G. Komen Foundation.

It makes me proud to see such a vast array of businesses and corporations rallying together to help stop this devastating disease. The foundation has made a major impact in preventing breast cancer by encouraging early detection, screenings and self-examination. Early diagnosis and treatment is improving and lives are being saved. Unfortunately, cancer diagnosis seems to be on the rise. More and more “warriors” are facing the fight against breast and other cancers.

When we think of October we think of breast cancer awareness month. I suggest that in the future, when we think of October we think about all of the types of cancers we may face. I hope that each of us makes a point to identify other cancer fighting foundations and show support for them. There are so many other foundations large and small that are making a difference in the lives of individuals with cancer. They also need donations and volunteers to help spread awareness.

To the NFL, BRAVO to you for proudly wearing pink! I suggest that each month the NFL identifies other important foundations and promotes them by displaying it throughout the month!

So Chicas put on your pink and purple! But let’s not forget about the peach, teal, and yellow ribbons that represent the fight against other devastating cancers. We are all in the fight to cure all cancers!

Hope to see you Monday Night at Liberatores in Perry Hall for Ravens Football!

We’ll be doing our part with these shirt sales to help but we need you too!

Rave On!

Kosmo Krys

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Ola Chicas,

Yah Ravens congrats on Sunday’s win!

Hey Jen, thanks for your comments on resolving fan issues at the stadium.

I’m with you on thinking that fans should be respectful of each other and first try to handle simple issues amongst ourselves. Before complaining to security the “fry ladies” should have politely spoken to your son. However, the truth is that some fans are just plain jerks, drunk or not. We all know people who “need” to find a problem. They get satisfaction out of “making a mountain out of a mole hill”.

Not allowing your son to enjoy the game and show his excitement by occasionally popping up when he felt the need, was just ridiculous. Someone has to get the crowd on their feet, why not a young enthusiastic fan! I suggest a bit of “sugar coating” at the next game. Perhaps you can “butter” the “fry ladies” up by offering them the concession stand’s “heart healthy” dogs. They go great with a large cola and a “mound of greasy” fries! The ladies might be so grateful for the extra snacks they won’t have time to look up from their laps! Just sayin…be nice… it’s a Ravens game!

As for the drunken fans, I don’t engage in a conversation with them. I have found that addressing an issue with an intoxicated fan usually increases the disruption. Once they learn that you have a problem with them it’s like putting gas on an already out of control fire. I stay clear of them and let security know as soon as possible if there is a problem.

Speaking of people standing during the game I have a similar issue with the S.A.F.E. security guards. The stadium’s security is awesome; they really do a great job of keeping the fans safe. Their policy on how they have staff monitor the crowd during the game is tricky for me. We have great stadium seats, right next to a stairway, overlooking the corner of the end zone. We are so close to the field that when the play is at our end we can actually “high five” the players. The stadium security ensures that other fans don’t rush down the stairwell or lean the railings.

Yet what security has over looked is how annoying it is to have the S.A.F.E. staff obstruct our “prime PSL real estate”. During various times throughout the game the guards are required to stand at the rail and watch over the crowd. This problem is an issue in just a few sections of the stadium. While we appreciate security’s important role to ensure crowd control it is annoying to say the least. The guards block our view of many critical plays that happen right in front of us!

Even though when they come to the rail we are often already on our feet, we are still unable to get a clear view of the field. The guards are always very nice, aware that they are in our way and try hard to not block our view. They often squat or bend down and mention they would love to have a seat! We realize they have a job to do and we appreciate them trying to accommodate our needs.

It would be helpful if the stadium security would provide those guards who may interfere with fan viewing an alternative. Perhaps they could sit on a stool or cushion during key game moments. I accept that having security stand in front of me is a price that I may have to pay to have a safe game environment. On the other hand, I am a paying fan and the cost of a PSL and individual game tickets are expensive. I hope that the stadium will want to ensure that every fan has the finest home game experience possible. I suggest they give the guards an attractive purple and black “Ravens Roost” bench and make us all happy!

Thanks to all the S.A.F.E. security guards you do a great job!

Rave On

Kosmo Krys

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I love my seats for the Ravens' games. I've mentioned in the past that we are on the visitor's side near the marching band. The fans from the opposing teams are usually benign, and the Ravens fans in my section don't taunt them...not even when the Steelers fans slunk out of their seats during the third quarter with their heads bowed in shame during the first game of the real season.

Because I have such a good relationship with the PSL owners or people, such as myself who have bought season tickets from a PSL owner, I bought two additional seats this year for my sons. My boys are 14 and 16, and there is probably not too much that they would see at a game that they haven't seen on 'you tube' or online somewhere else.

For the 8:20 game against the Jets, my boys opted out of going to the game since they had school the next day. My husband and I invited two close friends, one of whom had never been to a Ravens game before. The guy who owns the 3 seats beside us sold his tickets to "a friend of a friend." Those people were so rip roaring drunk, one of them fell over straight to the ground for no reason.

I went up to my favorite purple shirt dude and complained. This group was not tipsy; they were 3 sheets to the wind. Rob, my security S.A.F.E buddy pulled the 3 people out of their seats and issued a warning. I wasn't thrilled about that. A warning for falling head first on my friend's feet? But Rob assured me that he would keep his eye on the situation.

Rob came back about two minutes later. The guys behind the drunken trio texted Rob with a complaint that the inebriated woman of the group punched him for thinking he stole her bottled water, which she was holding in her non-punching hand.

As it turned out, this trio was given one more chance to come back to their seats before they were kicked out of the game and a letter written to our PSL owning friend.

We were up in arms.

Since when is public intoxication legal? About five minutes into the first quarter, Rob came down to inform me that the trio managed to get themselves arrested before coming back to the seats.

So this Sunday, we were glad to see our regular neighbors were back in place and the new season ticket holders of the two seats behind us were also in attendance.

The game started, we were all on our feet cheering, clapping and trying to distract the Texans' offense. My younger son continued to stand as the ball went down the field, and my husband was tapped on the shoulder by a S.A.F.E. guy. It wasn't Rob. This guy didn't bother introducing himself to us; he was all business. "Sir," he said to my husband, "is this your son?" My husband said yes and the S.A.F.E. guy said that my son had to sit in his seat. My husband suggested that S.A.F.E. guy talk to my son directly; which he did.

He told my son that the proper etiquette for standing at games is that you only do so when the person in front of you stands. Fine. Lesson learned. The thing that got me? The woman sitting behind my son never tapped him on the shoulder to ask if he would sit. She went right to her cell phone and brought out the big guns.

My son sat. I was totally into the game and was standing, so I don't know what the problem was. S.A.F.E. guy came back and said that my son had to sit completely in his seat and not be half in and half out. My son was furious. "Mom! This is a Ravens game! What do you mean I can't stand?!"

I told my son to switch seats with me, and that's when I saw that the two women behind my son and husband had their laps covered with a super sized order of fries with a river of ketchup. They couldn't see over my son, and they couldn't stand because of the feed trough of fries. Okay. Common sense would dictate that a more portable sized portion of food is best. Or, you watch the game on one of the televisions set up, just for that purpose, until you have finished eating.

I had no idea if the person who owns our PSLs would get a letter of warning if S.A.F.E. guy had to come back again, so I nervously watched my son and motioned for him to sit when the person in front of him wasn't standing. This was insane. I then decided to ask the PSL owners of the three seats next to us if my son could sit/stand in one of their seats which happened to be right in front of the really tall guy that took the punch from the drunk lady at the Jets game. My son stood when he wanted and sat when he should. We all relaxed and watched the Ravens clobber the Texans.

Was my son wrong to stand when others were sitting? Probably.

Was it right for the women behind him to text the S.A.F.E. guy right off the bat without trying to explain to my son that their view was obstructed? I say no.

Some things can be handled civilly by talking it out. So, I anticipate a season of musical chairs, but I hope that the women who texted the S.A.F.E. guy realize they caused more of a disruption to the game than my son did.

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For many years TV cameras have zoomed in on football players along the sidelines after they scored a big touchdown. Some engage in trash talking, others pound their chests and some hold up that famous digit.

There was also a day when these proud athletes would look into the camera and simply say, "Hi Mom!"

It's a very simple response to the presence and pressures of the camera really. It's also very honest and genuine because when you stop and think about it and you remove all of the other distractions, fan hoopla and window dressing, the most vital, natural, safest and essential connectivity to another human being is that to our mothers.

I lost my Mom on September 27, 1989. She was 51 years young. There has never been a day since when she's escaped my thoughts.

When you lose someone that you love dearly, particularly your Mom, there is a journey that nearly everyone travels in order to complete the mourning process. In many ways it's like a one year cycle during which you experience their birthday, your birthday and all of the holidays in a calendar year without them. You reflect upon the memories and it's those memories that keep them alive in your mind, heart and soul.

Perhaps you have lost a wonderful woman in your life. Maybe there’s a special lady suffering today and their survival rests on hope, prayer or a miraculous remission.

Cancer took my Mom and in this the month of awareness we are reminded daily that there is still a long way to go to find a cure. But together, the world is getting closer.

I would give anything to hug my Mom one more time. I’d trade my life to allow those I love to share in her because death robbed them of that chance. Death is exactly that – a robber.

But caring people who practice random acts of kindness are helping. Small contributions from everywhere are slowly but surely developing a home security system to keep the robber from all homes. Every little bit counts.

We hope you can help by either sharing this column or better still by joining Ravens Chix on October 13 at 6PM at Liberatore’s in Perry Hall where t-shirts, bracelets, a great gift basket and other items will be raffled and sold while celebrating life and contributing to Susan G. Komen.

Together we can help others prolong or even save their lives.

And just maybe we can help one more athlete look into a camera after a big play and say those heartwarming words just one more time – “Hi Mom!”

Details of the October 13 event at Liberatore’s can be found HERE on Facebook.

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Just had to repost this for all you ladies!

Share with your family and friends!

Written By Regina Brett, 90 years old, of The Plain Dealer, Cleveland, Ohio

"To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 44 lessons life taught me. It is the most-requested column I've ever written.. My odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the column once more:"

1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.
2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.
3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.
4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch.
5. Pay off your credit cards every month.
6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.
7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone..
8. It's OK to get angry with God. He can take it.
9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.
10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.
11. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.
12. It's OK to let your children see you cry.
13. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.
14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.
15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never blinks.
16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.
17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.
18. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.
19. It's never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.
20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.
21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't save it for a special occasion. Today is special.
22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.
23. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.
24. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.
25. Frame every so-called disaster with these words ''In five years, will this matter?".
26. Always choose life.
27. Forgive everyone everything.
28. What other people think of you is none of your business.
29. Time heals almost everything. Give time, time.
30. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
31. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
32. Believe in miracles.
33. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.
34. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.
35. Growing old beats the alternative -- dying young.
36. Your children get only one childhood.
37. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.
38. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.
39. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back.
40. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.
41. The best is yet to come.
42. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
43. Yield.
44. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift.

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John Harbaugh is hot and Rex Ryan is not!

Yeah, yeah I get it. This is a statement of the obvious but many of you Chix would vote to have Harbs on the Ravens sideline over the Toe Monster for this very reason alone. But even if they were equally appealing (or unappealing in the case of Ryan), I’d rather have Harbs leading our team than “Sexy” Rexy every day of the week and twice on girls night out!

Look, there’s a reason Ryan isn’t the Ravens head coach. Unless you are in Rex’s fetish social circles (and you know what I mean) the Ravens’ front office knows more about the Snack Man than any of us. Yet despite the knowledge, despite their respect for him as a defensive football mind and despite the Ravens players campaigning for Rex to get the job, owner Steve Bisciotti said, “No thank you!”

And for me it boils down to one thing – MATURITY…or lack thereof.

When Rex interviewed for the Ravens HC job, he pulled up into Brian Billick’s old parking spot labeled, “Head Coach.” And despite his resume he failed to land jobs in San Diego and Miami while others with openings weren’t even interested in interviewing him despite the Ravens willingness to allow it.

His language and disrespectfulness on HBO’s Hard Knocks; flipping off fans at an MMA event; wearing wigs at press conferences; busted on the internet for his footloose fantasies; and popping off about someone or something around the league whenever a mic neared his flappy jaws – all of it evidence of the immaturity that Bisciotti didn’t want as the face of the Ravens.

Some will love Rex, particularly the New York media who he feeds along with the fans that find him to be entertaining. But what happens if he starts to lose? In a New York second the screw will turn.

You can count on it!

So for all his gloating, his boasting, pompousness and thievery of former Ravens, I hate the New York Jets so much that there’s only one team I’d like to see them beat. You guessed it, the Terrible Taliban.

Welcome back to Baltimore Rex and don’t let the door hit you in your ample hind parts.

You know, the ones we’ll kick you in all night on Sunday!

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