The choice of Starks sparks Ravens glee about defensive possibilities

Two months ago, you shook my hand all doe-eyed, took my Baltimore Positive business card at a local networking function that I actively participate in with a great group of community folks monthly, somehow believably feigned that “we’d be in touch” – I took you at your word – and then your bush league team sent along ridiculously insincere replies (or none at all) and your mostly unprofessional Lieutenants have all lined up to pretend that I don’t exist or that my questions on behalf of your fans are somehow irrelevant. I’m here holding a mirror up for you. That’s my role. You hold the power; I hold it accountable. Always...

I would've fired you last May when you fired your manager and then hid for three days. Your "leadership" stinks but I do believe your baseball team can be a playoff contender this summer. But on the heels of last place, at some point the record belongs to you...

I met Priscilla but when do I get to meet you? I want to give my Truist trust to the next real owner of the Baltimore Orioles but when an out-of-towner starts buying "free" beer to fund a cheap social media stunt, we should all be leery in the Charm City. And I've met 'em all...