Cleveland Browns not so adorable, even with QuinnWritten by Dave Woolford | | firstname.lastname@example.org
My friend wears Cleveland Browns regalia; her car’s rear bumper is bejeweled
with a “Go Browns” decal, and there are ceremonial Browns objects in her place of residence. Just mention the name Brady Quinn in passing and it instigates this radiant response: “Isn’t he just adorable?”
“Adorable?” Think that would fly in the Dawg Pound?
How about some of the other glowing descriptions we’ve come across in regard to
quarterback Quinn, things such as “runway model” and “pop idol.” Think members of the Browns’ end-zone canine culture, happy to gnaw on bogus bones and raucously howl and growl at anything derogatory concerning the Browns, will go that far in lionizing what had been their new hero?
Why not? It appears the Dawgs run the kennel in Cleveland.
Maybe it’s a moot point now with Quinn ruled out for the season because of a broken right index finger.
“Adorable” became rather deplorable Nov. 23. He was replaced late in the third quarter by former starter Derek Anderson, who was equally inefficient as the Browns lost at home to Houston and a quarterback named Sage Rosenfels. Honest.
Pound people can be proud that a totally frustrated Quinn said he didn’t know he was on such a “short leash” following his banishment Nov. 23.
The short version of the recent life and times of Brady Quinn is a microcosm of the folly that is the Browns’ front office.
Let’s go back to the start of last season. Remember Charlie Frye? He was the Browns’ starting quarterback in the season opener last year. Forget Charlie Frye. He was traded
two days later, after the Browns were humiliated for the eighth consecutive
time by Pittsburgh 34-7. It was the first time in NFL history that a starting quarterback in Week 1 was traded before Week 2.
Enter Anderson. I’m sure my friend, who God love her probably doesn’t know the difference between a fade route and faded jeans, thought Anderson was an absolute hunk compared to Frye.
After a 4-12 record in 2006, Anderson took the Browns to a 10-6 campaign last season. He was named to the Pro Bowl and got his coach, Romeo Crennel, a raise and contract extension, that latter of which will not reach next season and maybe not even next month.
The Browns in general and Anderson in particular struggled through the first four games of the current season. They lost to Dallas, Pittsburgh and Baltimore before beating Cincinnati. The boo-birds, led by the junkyard Dawgs, were letting it all hang out larynx-wise. They wanted Quinn as their starter. Those less dogmatic held up signs to state their beliefs, such as “It’s No Sin To Play Quinn,” and “Win With Quinn.”
But, alas, Browns general manager Phil Savage came to Anderson’s rescue with a vote of confidence, stating, “We’re going to ride it out.”
There wasn’t time to develop saddle sores. The Browns then defeated New York’s Giants, of all people, lost to Washington, beat Jacksonville and then lost to Baltimore again.
Again the cry went out for Quinn, the Dawg Pound taking on the disposition of pit bulls with hemorrhoids. If the move to Quinn didn’t prove anything else, it solidified the fact that Cleveland’s problems reach far beyond the QB. For instance, had wide receiver Braylon Edwards not dropped what looked like a sure touchdown pass against the Ravens a week earlier, Cleveland would have probably gone into its game against Denver 4-4 instead of 3-5 and we wouldn’t be having this discussion.
Quinn’s statistics are, at best, very mediocre, but he provides a glimmer of hope for a franchise that borders on total hopelessness.
If Quinn is going to spearhead the Browns’ future beautification project, it doesn’t make sense to bench him but still peddle him as your starter as Crennel did in an attempt to save his own hide.
Now we have a young quarterback who is totally confused, his confidence crushed and his ability to make amends terminated for this season. That can be much more difficult to overcome than just an unsatisfactory performance.
Nothing looks attractive in Cleveland from a football perspective, now not even, “adorable.”