If a guy jumping off the top of a bus into a tree and falling to the ground in a crumpled heap isn’t a metaphor for this Browns season then I don’t know what is.
I was in the Muni Lot before Sunday’s game. Upper 40s with sunshine for a late November home game in Cleveland is unheard of… and the Muni was possibly the least crowded I’ve ever seen it in the 10 years that I’ve been going. For every three cars there was an empty space with nothing in it. A few of the usuals weren’t there. The second lot after the toll booth was about 15% full. A once proud and great parking lot reduced to empty spaces and drunk guys willingly jumping into trees in hopes of a branch poking their eyes out so they don’t have to watch the Browns play football. SAD!
Browns home games are back which means Muni Lot tailgating is back. The most magical parking lot in the world was in full swing Sunday even though the Browns stink. We might not win many games at FirstEnergy Stadium this season, but the Muni Lot hasn’t lost in decades.
(no affiliation and not a ripoff of anything SI does every Monday, I swear)
So instead of actually recapping the game yesterday we’re going to put together a disappointment blog. Not much to work with when your only highlights are a Gary Barnidge 24 yard catch and an Isaiah Crowell 23 yard run. There’s nothing worth reliving that happened in the actual game but there were so many things that happened in Cleveland off of it.
This was The Pit around 3 hours before kickoff. Couple empty spots there.
We had hooligans running around on the field before the game even started. Unfortunately, this was the most rushing Cleveland would see all day
Some advice to all Browns fans out there: NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER in your life buy season tickets. Worst investment ever. Buy them for a little above face value on Stubhub for the first 4 home games when there’s still hope. When November and December roll around you’ll be able to buy them for $7.00.
Johnny and Jordan Poyer’s girlfriends were interested in the game. Don’t blame them one bit, sometimes you have to create your own fun.
This pic really hit home for me. Damn I feel bad for this guy. As a 27 year old I’ve never seen a winning football team so I don’t know what it feels like. I’m able to laugh off losses. These are the people I feel sorry for though- the 40 and overs who have actually seen this team win and know what the playoffs feel like.