There is a dimension beyond that exists, which is known to fans. It is a dimension as vast as the optimism of a once promising season and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between a winning culture and one seemingly in decay; one that struggles between sound execution and blown assignments. How a team navigates this dimension determines winners and losers. It is the dimension of imagination.
Fans in their wildest imaginations could never have envisioned the reality that is the Baltimore Ravens. One so drenched in surrealism that you deny its existence. Yet, here we are.