Thursday January 25, 1990 I Feel Nothing
I feel no excitement for this weekend's Super Bowl. Maybe I am still sad (vicariously) because Megs' Browns lost in the AFC Championship. Not that I give a shit for the Browns. I just hate Elway.
But the AFC Championship was meaningless. The winner's destiny is to be a sacrificial lamb at the alter of the 49'ers. I would've been happier to see Cleveland earn the right to lose to those Bay Side bags of crap. Sports fans of that doomed town on the banks of Lake Erie deserve at least that much.
No they don't.