Crushing…on Joe Flacco

Super Bowl XLVII MVP Joe Flacco (Photo: Sanchez/AP)

Super Bowl XLVII MVP Joe Flacco
(Photo: Sanchez/AP)

Joe Flacco. Baltimore Raven. Super Bowl XLVII MVP. And the latest NFL Quarterback to benefit from the “Lombardi Effect.” That happens when an average looking quarterback hoists the Lombardi Trophy and goes from Joe Schmoe to Holy Hotness overnight.

I mean, if you look at the picture, you can almost see it happening. At the beginning of the season, I would have said the prettiest thing about Joe Flacco was his spiral. But not anymore. Suddenly…he looks stronger, smarter, handsomer.

And he’s about to be richer. By $100 million dollars. Yes, with everything else he has going for him, Joe Flacco also has timing. He won a world championship for the Ravens. In a contract year. He hit the jackpot…and it’s about to pay out. Flacco is expected to be on the receiving end of a Tom Brady/Peyton Manning payday.

If that doesn’t make him elite…I don’t know what does.

(Photo: TMO.com)

(Photo: TMO.com)

Little Joey Flacco is all grown up.

“Joe Cool” just became “Joe Hot.”

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Lights out on Super Bowl XLVII and NFL season

Photo: @Rachel_Nichols

Photo: @Rachel_Nichols

The Baltimore Ravens’ victory over the San Francisco 49ers in New Orleans on Sunday was both an end and a beginning. It was the end of a long season, a long road, and a long career.

Ravens linebacker Ray Lewis retires a two-time world champion and vows to spend his time sacrificing for his children the way they have sacrificed for him during his career. He also vowed to hoist the Lombardi trophy and ascend directly into heaven. I’m not going to hold him responsible for not delivering on that one though. For all we know, there was some kind of electrical malfunction with the Superdome roof.

Super Bowl XLVII also marks the end of the questions surrounding Ravens quarterback Joe Flacco and whether he is an “elite” quarterback. Flacco is elite. How do I know that? Because #EliteAsFu** is trending on twitter. And because the Super Bowl MVP is about to be paid as an elite quarterback.

“Steve Bisciotti (Ravens owner) told me that if this happens, that I can go pound on the desk and really stick it to him. And that’s what I’m going to do.”

-Ravens quarterback Joe Flacco

Bad Flacco just walked off into the sunset. Never to be heard from again. Wearing Ray Lewis’ white suit.

Sunday also marked some beginnings. The beginning of what is sure to be a long and exciting career for 49ers quarterback Colin Kaepernick. And for all the talk of his mistakes on Sunday, let us not forget…the Super Bowl was this kid’s tenth NFL start. He could pee his pants in the huddle and I wouldn’t look down on him. He gave his team a chance in the second half of the game, just like he did the second half of the season…and just like he will continue to do for a long, long time. We hope.

It could also be the beginning of some awkward family dinners for the Harbaughs. Do you think that maybe (after a few drinks) that no-call in end zone will come up at Easter dinner? And Jim Harbaugh is sure to throw a tantrum. And color all over John’s eggs with his red sharpie.

And perhaps, the beginning of the end of New Orleans hosting Super Bowls (at least for a while). I think they can pretty much rip up that 2018 Super Bowl bid. And I wonder if Mercedes-Benz will renew their naming rights for the stadium. They already have reliability issues with electricity in their vehicles.

But the 49ers should be grateful, because the lights going out was the only thing that got them back in that game. I would also like to express my appreciation, because when the Superdome went dark…the Twitterverse lit up like a Christmas tree. Here are some of my favorites:

 

Yes, the end of Super Bowl XLVII is the beginning of a long offseason for football fans. Thanks, all…for hanging with me this season. I have loved every minute of it. You have made my first season as an official football blogger not only a success, but a new beginning for me as well. Where this will go…I have no idea. But I couldn’t do it without each and every one of you taking the time to read my musings. I thought I was just entertaining myself.

In the meantime, don’t be a stranger. It’s going to be an eventful offseason and I’m going to need someone to mock the ridiculous with.

Thanks also to my husband Michael, who has been very patient with the household chores I have neglected in the meantime. I promise to keep up on laundry…at least until August.

And so, the lights go down on the season. And the Superdome. Again.

Boom!

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