Sunday, August 22, 2004

Isolation Thought

Randomness from the Browns first home game:

Lee Suggs will be the starting RB, but where is our fullback?
Offensive line depth is, oh, I don't know, scary?
The sewage stench under the Shoreway on West 3rd is still there.
Alesci's was open, but that damn drunken lady (who now has an orange purse) played Buffett. Again.
First team defense had trouble with the run. Again.
Cleveland Browns Stadium northwest escalator broken. Again.
Delay of game, and burned three TOs on offense in the first 19 minutes. Again.
Winslow's a playa, dude.
Very few season ticket holders were there. No Bell Guy behind us. Bruce Arians' friend who always yells at people leaving...a no show. Dawg Pound Guy AWOL. Lots of fans disguised as orange seats. But we were representin' the 345.
Obvious towel-waving interloper in front of us kept calling everyone a bum. He was gone at the half, lamenting he was a former Dawg Pound STH. "Go east, young, troubled man."
Roy Williams, Detroit's #1 pick, dropped 4 balls. Let's say the effort was off a bit.
Garcia was OK, at best.
I still can't find my brick outside the Stadium. Did I even buy one?
My best line, after a Holcomb sack: "It was Couch's fault." That one was heard to be passed among the rows.
No #2 Wansley jerseys.
Oddest Browns jersey: #41 Prentice. Dude, get a catalog. Or a current roster.
$4 Popcorn is coming...now at $3.75. Same as water.
Asinine halftime contest still there.
The guy selling "Smoke Green" and "Fuck Pittsburgh" t-shirts enters the John Collins Era.
Beggar solicitations: 3.
Charities outside were the Buonoconti Fund, a great charity BTW, and firemen filling the boot for MDA.
Bad high school cheerleading.
Many drunks. Our section had 3 lectures, no ejections and one female who could have suffered some arm or shoulder injury after a drunken fall.
Best line from some random: "Let's go D!!!". Scenario: Late third quarter, meaningless exhibition game, 3rd stringers on the field. That "Get a life." comment from Butch, never more appropriate.
Oh, we won 17-10.

Meal of Links

Politics and wrestling, a somewhat odd tag team.

The demise of the daily comics. To paraphrase, "Do anything you want to the comics. However, don't fuck with the crossword puzzle."

It looks we have a new leader in the clubhouse for worst movie of the year. It is "Exorcist: The Beginning". Can't find one positive review.

Late news: They stole "The Scream" out of an Oslo gallery. The thieving of art always has a romantic quality to it, no? I'd be on the lookout for Alexander Mundy.

Exercise Yard

I was watching a bit of the Olympics heptathlon yesterday. Please test these women. My gosh, Kelly Sotherton of Great Britain may have had the only feminine look out of the lot of them, and that was a stretch. But, I got my first Olympic Fantasy points with Austra Skujyte of Lithuania, getting the silver in that event.

Visitor

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