Once upon a time, PaVaSteeler admired the Ravens as an honest facsimile of the Steelers; they played hard-nosed, smash mouth defense; their offense was vintage AFC North and not "dink n dunk" west coast fantasy football crap, and their front office developed and grew the team through the draft and didn't try to buy a championship like the Snyders and Jones of the league. PaVaSteeler often wrote that the Ravens quarterback, Joe Flacco, had "..one helluva arm" and was a quality quarterback, but it appeared he was doomed to live forever in Big Ben's shadow.

Yes, PaVaSteeler had great admiration for the Ravens, but still considered them a facsimile; they couldn't win "the big game". The Steelers eliminated them in the playoffs in 2001, 2008 and again in 2010. In those rare years that the Steelers didn't make the playoffs, the Ravens found ways to choke and fall short. While the Steelers went to three Super Bowls and won two since the last time the Ravens were even in the Super Bowl (2000), the Ravens were at risk of becoming the 1970's Houston Oilers to the Steelers Second Dynasty. They were always the "also rans" of the AFC North division, the little brother to the Steelers. Their quarterback Joe Flacco was earning the reputation of never being able to beat the Steelers when it counted most; he was the AFC North's "Jimmy Olsen" to the Steelers' QB Ben Roethlisberger's "Superman", and much like the warning in the Jim Croce song, whenever the Ravens tried to tug on Superman's cape, bad things happened.