Browns fans also need to say bye to football this week

2009 Browns seasonCLEVELAND - OCTOBER 4: Cleveland Browns fans react in disgust to a penalty call during the game against the Cincinnati Bengals at Cleveland Browns Stadium on October 4, 2009 in Cleveland, Ohio. (Photo by Scott Cunningham/Getty Images)

BROWNS FANS ALSO NEED TO SAY BYE TO FOOTBALL THIS WEEKEND

By STEVE KING

The Browns are enjoying their bye week — they’re taking a well-needed break — and their fans should do so as well.

With no game on Sunday, and with the forecast calling for incredible weather this weekend with bright sunshine and unseasonably high temperatures in the low 70s, fans need to get away from football and the Browns, go outside and take a walk, get caught up on all the final outside chores around the house or just relax and re-charge their batteries.
Don’t miss out on this golden opportunity. You’ll regret it if you do.
Life is more than football. It really is, believe it or not, and putting it to the side and doing something else — anything else, or nothing at all, as it were — for a day or two will allow you to see that.

That person in the next room is your significant other. Those children running around are yours. Yes, you have kids, remember?

Those people in the back yard next door are your neighbors. They moved in four months ago, but you’ve never made the effort to go over and introduce yourself because you were glued to the TV set watching NFL Pastel Zone, where they show replays of the uniforms being washed, the helmets being polished and the practice fields being mowed. They neighbors already know the other members of your family. They are wondering who you are, and if you’re related to the other people in your house. Ease their fears and go next door.

Despite the old saying, you can indeed get too much of a good thing. You can get stale with anything, including football. You’ve seen way too many tackles, touchdowns and TV timeouts. Your mind is on overload. Your head is going to burst and a football will come rolling out.

Nobody wants to see that.

I love vanilla ice cream, I really, truly do, and perhaps you do as well. I could eat it three, four, even five times a week — I would be so fat that I couldn’t get through the door — but I can’t eat it every single day. I would get sick of it.

Perish the thought! Sad but true.

Don’t get sick on football.

Please.

See ya tomorrow.

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