When I was growing up, Gordon Cobbledick, PD Sport Editor, lived across the street. He’d often ask us to come to the Brown games.

Brother Hunter and I sat there shivering in the old Municipal Stadium, but we had great seats to watch some amazing players: Jim Brown, Lou Groza, Gene Hickerson.

The old days may look like they are returning, though…

  • Heading into the bye week, the Browns lead the league in games played with eight.
  • The Browns are fourth in the league in third-down attempts at 109. The teams ahead of the Browns? The Minnesota Vikings, the New York Jets, and the New York Giants — playoff contenders all!
  • The Browns have one of the least tired offenses in the league as they are third from the bottom in time of possession.
  • The Browns league-low 9.8 points per game is still more than any other team can score on any one play. Even the Saints. In fact, it would take the league’s top-scoring team, the New Orleans Saints, at least TWO plays to score more than 9.8 points.
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    2 Responses to “A sliver of sunshine on a cloudy day”

    1. John Polk Says:

      Inspirational, Ed…Your post reminds me of one of my all-time favorite post-game comments from then-Browns coach Bill Belichick, who reminded the press after one Browns loss that, “our team dominated [the winning team] in every major statistical category except the score.”

    2. Ed Morrison Says:

      John:

      The Browns are descending to the level lower than the Indians, a team which is more steeped in a tradition of brainless bad management. (Remember Gabe Paul?)

      As I watched the 2d Cy Young award winner be traded away this summer, I could only recall Jimmy Dudley.

      After yet another July meltdown in the late innings, he broke to commercial with “This is Jimmy Dudley and you are listening to the God damned Cleveland Indians baseball network.”

      Sadly, it seems Cleveland must live through a period in which two rich kids — Dolan and Lerner — try to figure out what to do with the toy Daddy bought.

      An image sticks in my head.

      When I was attending University School in the 1960’s a number of my classmates came from Cleveland’s wealthy families. One classmate, upon turning 16, received a beautiful and powerful Ford Mustang from his parents. Within a month, he had wrapped it around a tree.