Browns Diary, Week 3: And They Danced
Browns Diary, Week 3: And They Danced
N.Y. Giants 21, Cleveland 15
Week 2 of the WHY WE LOVE FOOTBALL Book Tour starts today with a cool and unique event for Left Bank Books in St Louis. At 7 p.m., I’ll be at the Stellar Hog, with its “world-renowned brisket and ribs,” to talk some football, sign books, and chat about anything you want.
VIP Tickets—which include a copy of the book, a reserved seat for the talk, and a fast pass for the meet and greet—are $36.
Regular tickets—which include a copy of the book and a regular ticket for the meet and greet—are $32.
The rest of the week looks like so:
On Tuesday, I’m at Bookshop West Portal in San Francisco with the great columnist Ann Killion. It’s a free event but it’s first-come, first-served.
On Wednesday, I’m at the Book Stall in Winnetka, Ill., with the biggest Bears fan I know, Jeff Garlin. A few tickets remain.
On Thursday, I’m at Riverstone Books in Pittsburgh with sportswriter Jonathan Mayo. You can buy a ticket that includes a copy of the book. General admission is free.
On Saturday morning, 10:15 a.m., I’m at the Bookmarks Book Festival in Winston-Salem.
Oh, and one other note: IT HAPPENED! I know I have talked about this on JoeBlogs before; I’ve long dreamed of being at an airport and seeing some stranger reading my book. Well, here in Charlotte—while waiting for my flight to St. Louis—it happened: Someone was reading THE BASEBALL 100, I was able to go up to him and say what I had always planned to say: “Hey, that’s a great book!”
To which he responded: “It really is!”
Check that one off the bucket list.
Now let’s get to the Browns Diary, which I’m expanding starting this week to include a few random thoughts about this week’s NFL.
I can tell you the exact moment when I knew the Browns might suffer an excruciating loss to the New York Giants, and for once it had nothing at all to do with Deshaun Watson. I mean, don’t get me wrong: Watson was typically ineffective thanks to the Giants’ thoroughly outcoaching of the Browns, a brutal offensive line performance, a key drop and his own general terribleness. This is just who he is now, and no amount of shaken-off rust is going to change that.
But he wasn’t at the heart of the team’s most embarrassing moment.