Let’s be honest, the Ravens’ shot at making the playoffs is slowly slipping away from them. Week after week, penalty after penalty (see Frank Walker) the feeling I get in my stomach isn’t a good one. I imagine it’s the same feeling the candidates running against Marion Barry had when they slowly saw their shot at being Mayor of D.C. slip away from them – and I’m talking about the election Barry won AFTER he got busted smoking crack.

Guess which hand I have the crack in.

This team should be 9-3. At worst, 8-4. But they aren’t. Shoulda, woulda, coulda. The Packers beat them up and down. Even after a terrible start, the Birds pulled within three points and then let the game slip away. They were outplayed, outcoached and outclassed.

There are a lot of problems on this Ravens team. With the exception of Derrick Mason, we have average receivers. We have a young offensive line that plays poorly at crucial times. A running game that was dominant last season has become one-dimensional. The D-line is aging and our special teams unit is below average. And let’s not forget that we have the worst cornerbacks in the NFL. How in the hell did we get three on the field at the same time?

Bottom line? (Thank you, Ray Lewis). We’re still in this - mathematically. Our chances of making the playoffs aren’t great but they’re better than Tiger Woods’ chances of not having multiple STDs.

Tiger will make out with anything.

Next up, Detroit.

Kuh-Kaw! --- RYAN SICKLER.