I am dying.
I have a disease.
A disease that is/was fully
preventable.
The irony is that this disease is a
result of hope. Yes hope.
I, (cries one tear) am a Browns
fan.
The Browns (sheds second tear) will
be terrible in 2016-2017. Their quarterback will be a basket case not to
mention his knees are made of potato chips. The running game will be
abominable. The receivers will end up on used car lots. The pass rush will not. The pass defense will highlight wikileaks.
The players will suffer from chronic losing and the coaches will begin to drool
and shake.
And me, I will die a little more,
just like I’ve been doing since 1987.
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