I haven’t written about the Cleveland Browns lately. There’s a reason for that.
I’ve been busy, and you can only watch so much crappy football. Eventually you realize that life is too short to spend even three hours watching the latest version of the “new-look” Browns bumble and stumble their way to another embarrassing butt-kicking.
Any true sports fan knows that the Browns are not named after the color, but after Paul Brown, their first, and greatest, coach. Lately I’ve come to realize, however, that brown really is an appropriate color for a team that stinks and plays like dirt.
One of these days, the sports gods will smile on Cleveland again. It’s not going to happen this football season, unfortunately.