Steelers Vs. Ravens: Behind Enemy Lines

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Nov 2, 2014; Pittsburgh, PA, USA; Baltimore Ravens running back Justin Forsett (29) is tackled after a pass reception by Pittsburgh Steelers outside linebacker Jason Worilds (93) and defensive back Antwon Blake (41) during the fourth quarter at Heinz Field. The Steelers won 43-23. Mandatory Credit: Charles LeClaire-USA TODAY Sports

I know what you’re thinking: “We won the division; it’s a home game. Why would we be ‘Behind Enemy Lines?’” The Steelers aren’t, but I am.

My Terrible Towel is folded neatly, ready to be pressed into action on Saturday night. My Troy Polamalu Jersey is hanging up, ready to be worn whether or not the Raven-throwin’ Samoan will suit up Saturday.

My couch is perfectly centered for optimal game-time viewing, and the fridge is stocked with beer and snacks. There is just one problem. I’m in Baltimore.

I attended college in Baltimore, graduated in 2012, and made the move to the Charm City full time about a year and a half ago for work. I love stuffing my face with Berger Cookies and crab cakes, watching baseball at Camden Yards, and sailing in the Baltimore Harbor.

It’s a great city, with plenty to offer, but I find myself surrounded by purple and subject to raucous “CAWS” far too often.

I’ve been to M&T Bank Stadium to watch the Steelers face the Ravens several times, but this will be the first time I’ll be in Baltimore for a Ravens-Steelers playoff tilt.

There is a lot to love about the ubiquity of Steeler Nation. Even in faraway Birdland, I spot black and gold speckled throughout the local pubs on Sundays. Some bumper stickers and license plate frames still proudly proclaim: “PITTSBURGH STEELERS.”

It’s always refreshing to see the signs of other faithful, but the enjoyment is typically short-lived. It seems that almost as much as loving the Ravens, Baltimoreans love to hate the Steelers.