No matter who's on the team or what their prospects are for the year (dim to bleak for 10 of the last 11 years), right about now I'm eager to see the Cleveland Browns take the field.
Cleveland Browns Family Day scrimmage 2010
No matter who's on the team or what their prospects are for the year (dim to bleak for 10 of the last 11 years), right about now I'm eager to see the Cleveland Browns take the field.
That excitement lasts for about two games, after which the mediocrity of the terribly overmatched Browns becomes apparent. Two years ago, their miserable play so disgusted me that I stopped watching midway through the season. Last year was no treat even with the late-season winning streak. How could two NFL quarterbacks be that bad?
Truth be told, however, I wanted the Browns to pick Colt McCoy over any of the other QBs in this year's draft. And Mike Holmgren reminds me of Mike Hargrove for some reason, and I think he's exactly the guy the Browns need playing the role of God in Browns-town.
Regardless of how the Browns are on the field, I watch because the team reminds me of home and my family. As a kid, I would go to a handful of home games with Dad every season. We'd pack a sack lunch of salami sandwiches, but after we crossed the pock-marked and rusty pedestrian bridge over the railroad tracks near old Cleveland Municipal Stadium, we'd always buy a couple of vendor cart hot dogs, too, slathered in authentic Stadium Mustard.
Watching the Browns, reminds me of those afternoons with Dad.
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