Saturday afternoon Ryan called me to see if I wanted to go to the Browns game. I declined, pompously stating that I would not attend another game until the Browns were respectable. I did not expect much progress to be made in that department after yet another week of organizational incompetence on display in Berea. Getting rid of one numbingly mediocre quarterback and replacing him with another while the future of the franchise roams the sidelines with a clipboard for the next two, four or six weeks and the team continues to get embarrassed on the field. I didn’t want any part of that; not live and in person. I’d watch the game on TV, but I’d be damned if I was going sit through another certain shellacking after a six-hour tailgate. If that made me a bad fan, so be it! I was just fed up already.
I don’t know how much has changed in 24 hours. I know this organization is still in dire straits. But I’m happily eating one of Vox’s shitburgers after today’s crazily unexpected display of offense leading to a rousing victory. Winning truly does change everything. After last week’s misery, the offensive line creates holes big enough to drive a cement truck through and Anderson goes virtually untouched all day. The wide receiver corps is suddenly full of playmakers. Edwards doesn’t drop any balls. Jurevicius is used effectively. Winslow’s kid plays like Winslow’s kid can. The defense...well...let’s not talk about that right now. The best aspect of today’s win?
No “Brady” chants.
One win doesn’t solve everything. But it does bring a tiny bit of respectability back to a once proud franchise whose fans are dying to cheer for something positive. I’m willing to go along for the ride, in person or not.
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Burger Time
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