I tried to follow the Browns.
I tried and tried and tried.. so hard.
They fumbled around and lost but I tried again.
They lost again and I tried again and again.
They lost again and again, but I kept on trying ?
They kept on losing and losing again, but I held a candle light vigil
They lost even harder, so I kept on trying through thick and thin to follow them
The kept on losing through thick and through thin, through ice, snow and rain they kept on losing ?
Finally, I moved to Dallas where there weren't many Browns game televised at the time, so I started watching the Cowboys
The Cowboys won and won! They won so much, I had popcorn stains in my carpet, I had beer stains in my car port. The won and won and won!!!
Then I moved back to Ohio and watched the Browns

They lost, and then they lost the stadium, then they lost Bill Belichick and the team
Then a year or two later, they had a new team

and stadium where they lost.
They lost and lost and lost, ...in the new stadium!
I tried to like them but they kept on losing so hard that I had to do something to keep from going craZy!!


I no longer watch the Browns and I am sooOoo happy!



I am almost this happy

but not quite

more like this happy and satisfied >

and I no longer have that sinking feeling
The end.