Ah, how fortunate. The earliest memory I have of the Baltimore Ravens is handwritten, logged in this girly-looking journal I received from my aunt back in 1998. Don't judge me. Judge my aunt's taste in journals.
Back in 2001 -- when I was possibly the only seventh grader wearing contact lenses ... when the World Wrestling Federation's owner Vince McMahon created the XFL ... when I championed the 'newbs' in math class as the biggest nerd whiz ... when Adam took my expensive, prized Pokemon card (a Charizard), out of its case and kicked the holographic card down the bus aisle to never be found again -- I for some reason, knew in my soul that the Ravens would crush the New York Giants in Super Bowl XXXV.