A new era is dawning in Cleveland. Last night, a newcomer took the field to chants of his name by rabid Browns fans. He was coming off a tragic factory accident that killed his best friend Pete. Number 10 came in right at the end of the game. Perhaps his best friend, Jon Favreau, was there. Maybe Ned Beatty was in the stands as the proud father. Could be that Charles S. Dutton was there for a pre-game pep talk, reminding the QB that he's five foot nothing, a hundred and nothing. And after the game, he was the first and last Browns player ever to be carried off the field.
Brady Quinn made his debut against the Detroit Lions last night. Granted, it was against the Detroit Lions. I mean, Grand Valley State might be able to score on Detroit. And granted, Quinn only played 9 minutes 20 seconds. But my Irish boy was 13 for 20, passed for 155 yards and threw two touchdowns. The other 3 QBs combined for only 20 more yards than Quinn. In the final two minutes, Quinn marched the Browns 92 yards, hitting Jerome Harrison for a TD with 18 seconds left. Granted, he'll probably get his ass drilled by Pittsburgh in the September 9th opener. But last night? Wasn't too shabby.