This week's ABCs have been postponed until later this weekend, for no other reason than this: I am so unfathomably pissed off at the Browns that I can't possibly focus on them for more than five minutes without breaking a valuable possession. And I value my valuable possessions.
Since, however, I am a fan, and therefore required by man law to still love the Browns, I will go relax, boil some spaghetti and try to forget that tonight's 34-30 loss to Denver ever happened.
I'm Chevy Chase, and I wish I rooted for your football team.
