thelastgreatpoolparty said: Taxidermy is super susceptible to pest infestations, so the freezer is the most sensible place to keep them. :D
Oh, don’t worry, I know all about pest control re: collections management. I just had no idea our cold storage facility was as large as it is until I went nosing around tonight.
The last time the Browns won an NFL championship was 1964. This feels distant to everyone in America except those living in Northeast Ohio. To them, it seems like last weekend. If you try to annoy a Browns fan by noting how Cleveland has never won a Super Bowl, he will tell you that they’ve actually won four titles (1950, ‘54, ‘55, and ‘64) and that the only problem is that the term “Super Bowl” had not yet been invented. He will go on to tell you that the greatest football player who ever lived was a Brown, and that his name was Brown, and that the greatest player who ever lived is still only the second-most important person named Brown in the history of the franchise. He will tell you that he’ll always root for the Browns, under any circumstances, no matter what happens, forever.
And then he will proceed to tell you how much the Browns suck.
This is the central dichotomy of Cleveland football: No other fan base is so deeply loyal and so self-consciously negative at the same time. Locally, there just seems to be a universal belief that — somehow, either by human error or random chance — the Browns will fail at whatever they try. Longtime fanatics have code words for all the moments that have crushed their souls. “Red Right 88” denotes the fatal play call from the 1981 divisional playoff against the Oakland Raiders, when — trailing 14-12 with less than a minute to play, inside the red zone — the Browns tried to pass instead of running the ball and attempting a field goal. The ensuing end zone interception ended the season. That squad was (arguably) Cleveland’s best team of the modern era, unless you consider the ‘86 Browns (who were killed by John Elway and “The Drive”) or the ‘87 Browns (whose hopes were dashed by “The Fumble” in the AFC championship). There are no code words for things that went right, because those things never happen. - Chuck Klosterman, “Black and Brown Blues”
Not that you all need me to verify this for you, but this all runs SO DEEP. My coworkers and I were talking about “The Fumble” in the office THIS MORNING. You know, like, it happened in 1987 and here we are, drinking our coffee, talking about it TODAY. When my dad and I watched the ESPN 30 for 30 about the Browns’ last season in Cleveland pre-move to Baltimore, Earnest Byner was talking about how deeply he regrets the fumble and MY DAD CRIED. HE CRIED. I’ve had boyfriends who have openly disclosed that they would trade our relationship for the Browns to make it to the playoffs and I’ve said, “You know what? Me too.”browns blogging