Some Purple Prose

Seeing this sign all over Bank Stadium last night made me think of that famous line from The Princess Bride: “You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.”

But other than that, I don’t have many bad words to say about the Ravens game experience. The parking is a breeze. The stadium is a dream. The wireless is free. The view is grand. I heard Minister of Disinformation Larry Michael on the radio yesterday afternoon, complaining that the parking in Baltimore is so much more scattered than at FedEx Field. It was a pure alternate reality moment.

My only real complaint would be the purple. It’s just not very attractive to these ideas. Give me browns and tans and beiges and grays every time, especially for Baltimore in December. I mean, you don’t associate neon green with Washington, D.C., and you shouldn’t associate purple with downtown Baltimore.

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