And so the hope of the Brian Hoyer era fades into oblivion. BWeed is straight terrible. To whit:
— 149 yards
— 42 pass attempts
— 3.5 yards per attempt
3.5! We can’t blame this one on current management–they hate him too. He was drafted by Heckert et al., who had been surprisingly strong in the draft up until their last one, when they gave us the TRich-BWeed debacle.
Is that a junebug?
Not to say that I’m bitter, but I’m really starting to hate the Colts. They get their decade-plus of Manning, he gets hurt at just the right moment for them to tank worse than the Browns, and then they fall ass-over-tea-kettle into Andrew Luck, who is a beast. Dammit. Much as Bernie Kosar is still beloved in Cleveland, and even though Brian Sipe won an MVP, Cleveland hasn’t seen a good quarterback, an elite quarterback, since Otto Graham hung ’em up in 1955. The Colts get two just like that. Packers, too.
Alas, 3-13 is probably not bad enough this year for a draft jackpot. Again. Way to go, Hoyer.
Boy, Giambi went from ‘roid poster boy to beloved elder statesman and future manager quick, didn’t he?
No team has won 10 straight games to finish a season since 1971. Tribe just did it to lock in home for the wildcard game (and finish just a game back of the Tigers). Needed every one. Win or lose Wednesday, this was a cool season and I like this team. They have the bonhomie of those “idiot” Red Sox teams, without the pervasive douchiness. Hard-working flavor for a hard-working town. Go Tribe! You’ve already come up big. Now go get a little more gravy.
Last week, while the Browns were looking rather sharp in the first game of the Brian Hoyer tank-a-thon (so it seemed at the time), atlswami texted me: “I’m enjoying your karmic comeuppance for bailing on your team,” referring to my spite-add of the opposing defense in fantasy. Dood–all part of the plan. Some national writers talking about them being legit good.
And Hoyer. The mayor. Look, I grew up playing Browns QB in the backyard too, counting down before lofting a dead duck in the air and running over to catch it myself, and the spinning the ball on the ground while I did the cabbage patch. In fact, my cousins lived in North Olmsted, where Hoyer grew up, and we did this little act in their yard too. So he’s going to win a lot of hearts. Let’s hope he learned a lot from Tom Brady and see how this goes.
How many games do the Browns have to win before I actually have to eat my hat? Can I wash it first?
This is back when it was new. It’s not new any more.