This is a succinct, but complete story about the state of the Browns quarterback situation a week before the start of training camp.

If someone had told me a year ago at this time that, for their otherwise ready-to-win-now team, the Browns’ top two quarterbacks, in order, were Jacoby Brissett and Josh Rosen, I would not have believed it. But upon being assured that it was indeed the case, I would have gotten physically ill.

Then I would have said a prayer that the people in the organization responsible for this disaster have a Plan B for jobs.

Think of the Browns as a car. From the bottom of the frame up, it’s as sleek, beautiful and powerful as any vehicle anywhere. But the tires, the most important part of the vehicle – indeed, you can’t go anywhere special without top-of-the-line tires – look like rejects from Uncle Wally’s Discount Treads.

Or think of it this way: you have been salivating for weeks thinking about a Dairy Queen strawberry milkshake, the Jim Brown of ice cream treats, and when you go up to the window to place your order, all you see on the menu are items like hummus, asparagus and three-day-old white bread.

The Browns are those items.

Let me be very clear in saying that if the Browns want to get to the Super Bowl and win it – that has to be the goal of every team; if not, then there’s no sense in playing – there’s absolutely no way that they have even a smidgen of chance with two guys named Jacoby Brissett and Josh Rosen, the hummus, asparagus and three-day-old white bread of NFL quarterbacks.

If you choose to believe otherwise – and you most certainly can, for this is a free country – then you must like hummus, asparagus and three-day-old white bread, or you name is either Andrew Berry or Kevin Stefanski.

Steve King