This may be true as the Cleveland Browns are in the unique position of being able to come up with just about any plan that will improve the team since their glorious return to Cleveland in 1999. For example:
- They can turn the team over to the fans and have plays called by an online ap.
- The Browns can run the “Statue of Liberty” play over and over and over just for kicks. If they can’t win, may as well have fun.
- They can move the team in the middle of the day to any city willing to take them.
- Or the most interesting option I’ve heard to date. (may be disturbing) Dig up the skeleton
of Herb Brooks, the legendary hockey coach and throw him on the sidelines.
I love this idea. Why? Well, the obvious, how cool would it be to have a skeleton on the sidelines? Think of the marking possibilities. Secondly, the idea of having a ballsy hockey coach infuse the NFL with a breed of toughness never witnessed.
Herby taking a team full of spoiled, millionaire guys who take the first chance to miss a game because of a hamstring tear and turning them all into players with the nuts of a bull rider (or bull.) The cold, ferocity of a mafia hitman. And the passion of any girl not with me. This team not only be an instant fan favorite, worldwide, but they would be a contender.
Teams would fear them. They wouldn’t understand them. Imagine if Herb could infuse some hockey discipline, techniques and play into the NFL. For example: Breakouts, fights, checking (tackling with attitude.) Goaltending?
A designated safety with NHL goaltending experience. Glove saves=interceptions. Kick saves=sexy deflected pass. Blocker=tip drill.
The team would be loaded with players that are trained to change on the fly. Depth. New players coming in and out of game each play. A defensive coordinators nightmare. Cleveland’s wet dream.
And let’s face it, we all need, pardon the pun, a “MIRACLE” in Cleveland. Especially the Browns, who are arguably the worst franchise in sports history. OK, not arguable. They fucking suck. In fact, it may not be worth the time to dig him up. But, I’m guessing that somewhere, he’s up for the challenge. He did beat the Russians after all, the REAL Russians. (Thank you Herb).
Love and miss you,
PS: He’s the reason I’m in hockey and if you don’t know who he is, watch Miracle.