Its days like this when I'm glad I don't work for a mainstream media outlet in this city. And not only because they pay like crap and it's hard to find a single newspaper or radio station worth a spit in the upper third of this state.
It's because writing for this site allows me to actually express opinions that are unpopular in the front offices of our major sports teams without professional retribution. See, those of us privileged enough to write for this site don't have to suckle at the teats of the Cleveland Browns, Cleveland Indians or Cleveland Cavaliers.
This was really the mother of all awful weekends here in Cleveland. We sat here and watched an abortion of a professional football organization embarrass themselves and us on national television in front of millions of viewers all over the world. And the incubation period between Sunday and right now has made me violently sick and ready to spew all the bile built up over 10 years. I'm hot and feverish, I'm sick to my stomach and I'm going to force a proverbial finger down my throat so that if nothing else I feel better having purged the toxins from my system.
So let's get to spewing that bile:
This is a man who made a mockery of his starting quarterback position last season. So much so that instead of manning up and naming a starter by way of executive decision or ‘gut instinct' he cavalierly flipped a coin to decide who would start the first preseason game. His starter, Charlie Frye, responded by being so God-awful in the season opener that he was benched by halftime and was sent packing two days later. Yes, it was historical in that it had never, ever happened before, but we're kind of set on a different type of history being made with this team. Romeo was bailed out when the guy who was too awful to actually start the season ahead of Frye put together a decent season against a schedule softer than pudding.
But, "Romeo's a player coach and the guys really like him and they want to play hard for him and he's respected in every locker room across the NFL." Who gives a damn if the players like him? Who gives a damn if he's a father figure? My father was a father figure and a hell of a guy. I loved my father. And I wouldn't want him anywhere near a flipping headset on game day because he wasn't qualified to be a leader of football players and a head football coach.
Tom Coughlin, by all accounts, is a Grade-A prick. Give me the prick with the Lombardi Trophy as opposed to Ward Cleaver any damn day of the week.
You front office types in Berea have to be able to see this. Seriously, if you can't see it this franchise is in worse shape than we think. Are you mistaking Romeo's expressionless expression on the sidelines as a poker face or as a man who's deep in thought? And let's put to bed any hint of this being a racial issue. I'll take Mike Tomlin right now for Romeo Crennel and I'll throw in a year's worth of kicking balls.
Edwards has more drops than catches thus far in two games. I know the guy is a gifted athlete because he tells us that much every time he talks, but maybe he should stop jerking around and unscrew the frying pans from the end of his arms and go back to some hands when he's out there on the field. Just until he can actually hold on to consecutive throws.
Unquestionably your marketing people are doing something right. People suck up your tickets and your $7 beers every damn Sunday when they fill that stadium. Unquestionably you deal with the softest, most disinterested media outlets in the country that give you basically a free pass and hail your acquisition of Travis Daniel as a step in the right direction toward fixing your leaky secondary. Maybe someone in marketing can coach or acquire talent?
Nobody who pays for tickets or invests emotionally in this crap you put on the field wants to start over again with a new coach and a different system. But it sure beats watching this coach and his ‘system'.
I'm sick and tired of this organization breaching a sacred trust with Browns-crazy fans. We fans do our part every single year. We pay for tickets even when they increase 25% in a year. We fill your stadium; buy your overpriced food and beverages and support this team year in and year out. We pay up to 25 freaking dollars to park in stinking, debris-ridden parking lots and tail-gate while wearing NFL-licensed Joe Jurevicius and Bernie Kosar authentic game jerseys.
Only to have this organization hand us a crap sandwich like Sunday night as our reward.
Only to have guys like Kellen Winslow, Josh Cribbs and the goddamn kicker squawk about getting paid. (Side Note to these tools: Kellen, we love your heart, ability and your desire brother. But more money? For what? You think if you take your Evel Knievel-loving ass to Denver or Miami or anywhere else that we're that much worse off? Come on. Are we going miss out on the playoffs or lose to Pittsburgh twice every damn year if you leave? Please no, don't go. We'd hate to experience any of those things. As to Cribbs and kicker, you two need to shut the hell up and play your 5 plays a game. One of you is eminently replaceable and nearly irrelevant and the other one returns kicks. Check yourselves for chrissake).
Only to watch your expensive new wide receiving toy and noted China Doll, Donte' Stallworth, come up mysteriously lame before the opener. Only to hope Stallworth doesn't strain a damn ovary the next time he actually takes the field and be lost for another three games.
So sick and tired of 10 years of generally terrible talent acquisitions and 10 years of those acquisitions being defended by the terrible acquirers of that ‘talent'.
People have had it. We understand the hand this regime was dealt when they came in and that it takes time to undo year's worth of mistakes. We understand and appreciate the fact there are only so many dollars to spend and this past off-season that money was spent refurbishing a pathetic defensive line. We get it. It's a process and it's on-going. We're still right here. Waiting....waiting...waiting.
But we can't stomach the fact that we seem to care more about the process and more about the results than the organization does. We hate that you think we're stupid enough to actually buy the excuses and rhetoric you hand us. All we ask is that you look at the shit we are watching and make it better. Whatever that takes you need to get it done.
But do not piss down our legs and tell us it's raining. No amount of $7 beer hides what we're watching out there right now.
And, quite frankly, we're sick and damn tired of it.