Y’see, it’s all very well with the Browns being quite good and vaguely competent now, but life was a lot more straightforward when they could be relied upon to do absolutely everything badly. You knew where you were. Browns QBs came and went like the seasons, often within the same game. Men were men. The corned beef of our childhood was well remembered.
Am I blaming them becoming good-ish for the pandemic? Not directly, but they were undoubtedly simpler times.
