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    Hit-n-run fandom: we all make bad choices

    I read an article about a woman who was hit by four separate cars while trying to walk across the freeway (and you thought you were having a bad day). The first car hit her and pulled over. As the woman started to get up, another car hit her. A third and fourth car hit her as she was lying on the road. Needless to say, the pedestrian didn’t make it (further proof people are not cars and shouldn’t be walking on the freeway).

    But the part that stands out most to me is two of the four drivers drove off without sticking around to make sure she was okay or talk to the police. I gotta hope there’s a special place in Hell for people that hit someone with their car and drive away because they don’t want to be held liable for their actions. I understand if someone robs a liquor store because they need the money. I can relate to someone who kills their wife for the insurance money. I can even fathom stabbing someone over a pair of sneakers. But I have no sympathy for the people who ran over this gal on the freeway. After all, they did nothing wrong: a woman was on the freeway for cripes’ sake! Even if you have no insurance, in a stolen car, or are drunk enough to party with Lindsay Lohan you have nothing to hide: that girl got run over ’cause she was a dumbass. The drivers are completely without fault. And yet, instead of sticking around to make sure she gets help they decided to puss out and take off. It’s a shame ’cause I know the authorities will probably never catch those bastards. But I firmly believe no punishment is too stiff for some jerkwad who doesn’t have the decency to make sure a potentially dying person gets some help. Say what you want about Donte Stallworth, at least he stuck around.


    It pains me to admit this, but I am a closet Cleveland Browns fan. Not many people know this about me because I’ve often said the NFL is more important than any one team. Players change, as do coaching philosophies and uniform styles: it seems irrelevant to put blinded loyalty into a team. When the Rams moved to St. Louis, should their faithful still pull for the team? When the 49ers abandoned the West Coast offense, should we still cheer them on? When Jaguars decided to change their uniform, should the people of Jacksonville still be proud to wear teal and gold?

    I’m not going to get into specifics because I’ve discussed this before. That being said, a small part of me pulls for the Cleveland Browns. Ugly uniforms and fat guys wearing dawg masks: there’s something about the Browns that screams ‘football’ to me (other than their play on the field). It started when I was a kid because I was fascinated with the Dawg Pound. I think it’s because I liked the masks, but I also found myself loving those hideous uniforms.

    I adopted my “league-first” policy around the time Cleveland didn’t have a team and it still lingers with me. Different storylines and issues come up during the season that are often more fun than watching “my” team win. But at the start of every season, the team I’d like most to be in the Super Bowl is the gawdawful Cleveland Browns…it’s so depressing.

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