One play, one dropped snap, four penalties, one 15-yard punt, first possession for Pittsburgh starts at the Browns 22-yard line, a few plays later it’s 7-0 Steelers and just like that, the game, maybe the season, was over for the Browns.
What a piss poor effort. There’s really nothing to say about the game that that one punt can’t. Just plain, all-around bad. How can one team commit four penalties on one play? Pee-wee teams don’t even do that.
There’s no doubt all the blame should go on Romeo Crennel. It’s his job to get his team prepared to play and he simply didn’t do it. (He and Lloyd Carr must be coaching from the same, “I have no idea how to motive or prepare my team for a big game” coaching manual.
Frye maybe started his last game at quarterback. Derek Anderson was just as bad and only had decent numbers because the game was over in the first quarter and he threw the ball almost every down. Brady Quinn chants were more abundant than drunk fat men. Does Romeo really think Quinn is learning anything from Frye or Anderson? Does he really think Frye or Anderson give the Browns the best chance to win? He can’t believe that and if he does, all the more reason to see him go.
Such a familiar scene.
In hindsight, I don’t think the Browns are that bad nor or the Steelers that good. For what ever reason, Pittsburgh has this strangle hold over Cleveland and we can’t beat them. It’s like they see the black and gold and forget how to play football and make their own black and gold in their pants. I’m not even shocked or upset about the game. As Browns fans, this is what we’ve come to expect, especially against the Steelers.
Attending the game yesterday, besides the game itself, was a lot of fun. I sat next to a Pittsburgh fan on one side and believe or not, he was actually capable of holding an intelligent conversation. On the other side, there was a family who brought an 11-year old boy to his first Browns game. I kept telling him how sorry I was that this was his first game. But he didn’t seem to mind. He was just so excited to be at the game and after talking to him about that, I was too. Plus, as he will learn, you come to expect this kind of game from the Browns.
As for tailgating, once we finally got a spot, it was a great time. We ended up having to park on what basically was a one way street with parking on both sides. It was on the hill overlooking the lot that isn’t the Muni lot. I think they just call it the west lot. Anyway, as soon as we park, the girlfriends dad (I went with the girlfriend, her parents and two brothers) jumps out of the van and makes the care behind us leave a spot so we had room to set up our tables and chairs and grill. We had a feeling someone would come by and try to make us move our stuff or pay for the spot. Sure enough, around 10, a black guy working the lot comes around and says “This spot needs to be paid for.”
Girlfriend’s Dad stumbles through a sentence like, “Yeah, well, umm, we paid for it, I think, possibly.”
The worker says, “Oh, you did?”
Girlfriend’s Dad, “Umm yeah, didn’t we? I think we did. Sure, umm, yeah. We paid. Didn’t we? How much money did you give me? (asking Girlfriend’s Brother No. 1)
Girlfriend’s Brother I; “Ummm, yeah, I think I gave you $40. Right? Umm yeah I’m pretty sure I did. Yeah, $40.”
The point is, they are not good liars and I think the guy was starting to pick that up.
Worker, “Who did you pay? Was it a tall white guy? Short white guy? Skinny white guy?”
You could see the panicked look on the Girlfriend’s Dad and Girlfriend’s Brother I’s faces. Thankfully, I saved the day.
“I don’t know. All those white guys look the same.”
The black guy loved it. He just laughed and walked away. So in conclusion, I saved us 20 bucks. (Which I expect Girlfriend’s Brother I will pay me in some form here soon)
When I finally got home at 8:30, I was starving. I called up Pizza Pan to order a pizza since I had a coupon for a $5 pizza. When I got there and paid for it, the guy there said “do you want any of these pizzas too?” He pulled out seven boxes of pizza. He said someone prank called them and he all this pizza he was going to throw away. Of course I took it. I have no idea what I’m going to do with it all but I couldn’t let him throw it away. So now there is seven boxes of pizza in my fridge. If you want any come get it. A good note to end the day on. Free pizza always makes the day worth while. Even if the Browns played like the Browns again.