Doesn’t that look awesome?
(What? You thought I was going to write about football?)
Uncle Crappy
words. pictures. beer.
Tagged with brownies …
12. forty four.
If you're wondering, it's totally not a coincidence that I picked a picture of him racking up yards against the Steelers.
My first football idol was Leroy Kelly.
Kelly played for the Browns from 1964 through 1973, starting what was a Hall of Fame career as a backup to Jim Brown and finishing with an NFL championship and more than 7,000 rushing yards.
I remember watching those Browns teams on a black-and-white television — the one with the chipped plastic corner around the upper part of the frame — in the family room of my first childhood home. I also remember having one of those Sport Illustrated posters of Kelly hanging in my bedroom.
I suppose you have to be of a certain age to remember Leroy Kelly and the other players of that era. And, I suppose, I am of that age.
Take a look at Kelly’s jersey number. And then wish me a happy birthday.
easy decision.
I have no advice as to what the Stillers should do with their douchebag quarterback. I’m not a Stillers fan; it’s not my place.
But if this were to ever happen? I’d never be a Browns fan again.
same old story.
Of all the boneheaded things the Browns did in 2009, the one I had no problem with was getting rid of Braylon Edwards.
Yeah, sure, the team got just about nothing for him. But I’d argue that “nothing” is pretty much close to what Braylon is worth.
Our favorite ex-Wolverine took some time before the start of the playoffs to rip the Browns; he also explained that in the Jets’ offense, he’s in a much better position to showcase his world-class receiving skillz, something he never had the chance to do when he was leading the league in dropped passes in Cleveland:
When you’re supposed to be this big-name receiver and you’re only getting two or three balls a game and you’re losing, it frustrates you … Here, they’re committed to winning football games and everything else is secondary. They don’t worry about petty things here at the Jets organization.
Hm. According to the stats, Braylon caught 55 balls for the Browns in 2008, for 873 yards and three touchdowns. So his assessment of his final full season in Cleveland is dead-on: mediocre at best.
He played four games with the Browns in 2009 before the trade sent him to New York, so it would stand to reason — in Braylon’s mind, anyway — he would have been much more productive in 2009. The regular-season stats: 45 catches, 680 yards, four touchdowns.
Wow. Pro Bowl numbers for sure.
As was the case during the regular season, the Jets apparently didn’t need much help from Braylon while they pretty much beat the Bengals senseless over the weekend. And that’s probably a good thing, given that all Braylon did was show he’s consistent at one thing and one thing only:
Whoops. Nice catch, butterfingers. Enjoy being a non-factor in the playoffs.
it happened.
This doesn’t solve all the problems.
It doesn’t answer all the questions.
We have the same owner, the same coach and the same players who have led us to a 2-11 season to this point, and a string of unbearable seasons before that. And that’s not going away anytime soon.
But for tonight, for the next 10 days, I’m not going to worry about it. I’m not going to feel like cursing when I see a picture of Mangini. And I’m not going to politely smile and shrug when my Pittsburgh friends want to talk about pro football.
I’m going to enjoy the hell out of this for a while. Because I deserve it.
the other six days too.
Shot in Erie by my buddy Bobbo, who couldn’t wait to email it to me.
