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Thursday, September 17, 2009

Two Pessimistic Writers Preview Browns vs. Broncos

Posted By on Thu, Sep 17, 2009 at 3:53 PM

My buddy Joe up and left Cleveland last year and now resides in Denver. He doesn't have much faith in the Broncos. I have less in the Browns. So we decided to argue which one of our respective teams is going to lose on Sunday. The answer: Read on.

Joe: So: I bet you and your fellow Browns fans think you guys have the market cornered on doom and gloom and suicide jokes? Well think again, buddy. Because despite a very convincing win over the vaunted Bengals on Sunday, we Denverites are still leading the league in depression and hopelessness. And we're doing it in the sunshine. If Denver had a pancake of gray smothering it like Cleveland does, we'd have burned down Invesco by now.

Vince: Four words: John Elway's horse face. Sorry, wrong four words. I meant: The Drive; The Fumble. Not only do those plays represent two of the most horrifyingly toxic pieces of Cleveland sports detritus on the Cuyahoga, the Browns literally have done nothing since then. They're like 12-2,083 since then. I seem to remember some Super Bowls in Denver's recent past. And something about John Elway's face.

Sorry, bud. We suck more now, we've sucked for longer, and as long as we have Kid Quinn throwing passes with the accuracy of a cat lady heaving her brood out of a burning building, we're going to suck harder in the immediate future.

Joe: Obviously, yes, the Browns are have been getting their asses kicked for years in a manner familiar only to the Detroit Lions and Lindsay Lohan's publicist. And sure, your team will probably suck for a good ten more years, or as long as it takes that funny-hat-wearing, woman-beating Jim Brown to stop coming around and ruining all your team's karma.

But you have to stop living in the past, man.

This isn't about the Drive or the Fumble (although those must've really sucked) or the fact that your city is one LeBron James decision away from folding up and being sold to Buffalo for $37 and a bus ticket to Santa Fe. It's this year, this game, this Sunday. And on this Sunday, I assure you that the two-headed monster of Kyle Orton and Correll Buckhalter will produce an offensive display so anemic, so 2008-Derek-Anderon-esque, the Browns defense could literally show up shit-faced and still hold the Broncos to 74 yards of offense. So unless Brady Quinn loses his arms in a mirror-flexing incident, worry not, my friend. The Browns are 1-1.

Vince: We're selling the town for no less than $37.52, by the way. That's the cost for a pack of smokes, two 40's of malt liquor, a taxi ride to the highest bridge in the county and a Mark Price jersey to wear on the way down. We've already tabulated and adjusted for projected inflation for July 2010. If we've miscalculated and there's extra dough, we're going to pay Drew Carey to sing "Cleveland Rocks" right before we jump, just in case anyone believes there's anything good left in the world.

Where was I? Right: Sunday.

Are you aware that the team is not made up of 53 guys named Josh Cribbs? And are you also aware that every Browns' offensive play can not involve Bret Kern punting to Cribbs? Pretty sure that's in the rulebook somewhere next to the "You must honestly and accurately report player injuries."

Joe: Oh dear Schlereth (that's what we call God out her). I forgot all about Josh Cribbs. Considering that Kyle Orton's finger is falling off, and that his arm was never that well attached in the first place — and considering that Josh McDaniels' "genuis" was, we're just now learning, somehow related to the really fucking good players on his team — the Broncos are going to be punting to Cribbs a lot on Sunday. There is no over/under on this sort of thing, but if Vegas asked me to set one, I would put it somewhere around 146.5 punts, approximately 82 of which will no doubt returned for touchdowns. (I'm taking the over).

I also forgot about Braylon Edwards. He's like Brandon Marshall but with better hands and no rap sheet. (They do both have colossal egos though, don't they? There have been all sorts of complaints here about Marshall's ego taking up several lanes of traffic on his way to the facility in the morning. He had to hire one of those "oversized-load" teams to accompany him everywhere he goes). Anyway, our only answer to Edwards is Brandon Stokely, who is admittedly really awesome when the ball is tipped directly to him with no defensive backs within 20 yards. But how often does that happen, you know?

By the way, $37.52 sounds like a fair price for Cleveland. You might even be able to charge extra if you throw in some Cuyahoga River water. You know, in case they run out of lighter fluid in Buffalo.

Vince: I'll concede that Josh Cribbs would absolutely return 82 of a possible 146.5 punts back for touchdowns, however, that would leave 64.5 possessions on which it was up to the Browns' offense to score. What percentage of those possessions would result in points?

Sometimes it's helpful to look at numbers when it comes to such matters and extrapolate what probable reality might follow. Problem with the numbers for Cleveland's offense is that they are farcical. They've reached the point where you can toss around outlandish stats like "They haven't scored a first half touchdown in 57 straight games" or "They haven't had a running play over 20 yards since 1998" and reasonably educated football fans respond only with "Huh, sounds about right."

We will field goal you to death, however, and by "death" I mean "boredom." Except for Jim Tressel. He gets incredibly horny watching the Browns. He plans on calling Eric Mangini and congratulating him on great first halves all season long.

So, in this scenario where the Broncos punt the ball 146.5 times, the Browns still lose.

Joe: You are quite convincing, I must admit. But in the end, when your best player is a 5-9 cornerback who peaked three years ago and you don't trust your coach enough to let him in your fantasy league, let alone run your reality team, you just can't win against a player so pretty as Brady Quinn. So we'll have to agree to disagree.

But that's this year. Next year — once we get rid of McDaniels and draft Sam Bradford and trade Marshall for Calvin Johnson and bring back Shanny so he can turn Moreno into a 2,000-yard rusher — we'll whoop your Brownies' asses. Book it.

Vince: Won't much matter if LeBron's gone.

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