Do you understand how odd it is for me to wake up on a Sunday and think, “The Browns should probably win today’s game?” Even more strange: they then go ahead and win. Not quite as strange: the Indians appear to be in good shape in their series against Boston. After the extra-inning thing in… Read More rocks.
It doesn’t get much better than that. Friday: After a semi-productive day off, I drove into town to see Helvetica, a documentary film about the typeface of the same name. Yes. A movie about a font. Expect that it’s actually a movie about a small piece of modern design, the widespread acceptance of Helvetica and… Read More best weekend ever.
It’s a little like the Pittsburgh version of being slashdotted — when you show up on The Burgh Blog, you can expect a busy day. Despite the fact that I am pretty clearly the gleeful Browns fan PittGirl was ready to soak with beer, she quoted my initial Steely McBeam post first thing Thursday morning.… Read More hammered.
This is not good. I supposed it could have been worse than putting the guy who should be the Browns staring running back on the cover of SI this week. They could have: 1) Run a giant picture of LeCharles Bentley’s knee. 2) Featured a portrait of Brady Quinn and Tom Condon, his agent.… Read More taunted.
OK. I may regret this later, but I’ve made a decision about the future of Uncle Crappy. When I upgraded a while back, I added “Hopeless Cleveland Sports” as one of the “filed” categories. As you’re all aware, I have plenty of reasons to view my North Coast teams with a jaded eye, but I… Read More retired.
A trade, and we get Brady Quinn. That ain’t a bad first round, boys and girls.
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