Monday was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day here in Baltimore. They lost. My gloominess was at its worst as I sorted the beer bottles for recycling. Hard to imagine that just the day before they had helped fuel hopes of a Superbowl trip. The weather certainly wasn’t helping to lighten the mood. The icy fog made me feel like I was living on that Swedish island in the “The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo.” For those not familiar, it’s not what you would describe as a happy place.
In an effort to cheer up, I cleaned, grocery shopped, bought flowers and prepared a hearty dinner. Cathartic nesting works for me. It got me thinking about the players and their sad faces as the ball sailed past the wrong side of the goal post (not that I’m are blaming anyone). Where were they soaking their sore muscles on this cold and yucky day?
Well, I know the answer to that question in the case of our most beloved black bird, Ray Lewis. I live near his Baltimore residence (he lives in Florida in the off-season) which is a 28-acre ranch-style spread off Tufton Avenue in Reisterstown, a line drive away from Cal Ripken’s house, coincidentally. (Please don’t harrass; stick to drive-by gawking.) There is no view of the house from the road, but the entrance can be identified by brick pillars topped with stone horse heads that flank the driveway. How appropriately “Hunt Valley” Mr. Lewis! You may also recognize Ray’s crib by the ginormous tents that often grace the front of the property. Number 52 likes a party and, rumor has it, at his 30th birthday guests greeted him from the comfort of a throne, yep a throne! Over the years, I have also spotted inflatable obstacle courses for paintball and kiddie rides.
Lewis bought the home in 2003 from builder Frank Favazza for $1,950,000. The house was renovated in 2006 and is described in Channel Magazine as resembling “a posh luxury hotel, overflowing in a sea of opulent golds and creams with pops of color.
The fit-for-a-king bachelor pad,” the magazine continues, “is complete with every conceivable amenity including a sacred room set aside strictly for prayer and meditation. And the grand piano, located in the family room is not just for ambiance; Ray has sought private piano lessons and is mastering the keys.”
Check out the pictures of the house here. Looks like Ray has the cushy pad to recoup for next year’s inevitable championship win.
Cal Ripken moved out of there years ago
Are you trying to throw us off the scent, Anonymous? Nice try.
Our source confirms the address.