Tonight the Cleveland Browns broke their 635 day losing streak with a 21-17 win over the New York Jets.
I hadn’t been to a football game since 1994 after arriving in Cleveland 24 years ago. Steve’s boss gave him two tickets and we were on our way.
We started at Lucky’s Market to buy snack food for Steve, then walked over to Starbuck’s for a couple of their specialty coffees, which we drank while waiting for the Cleveland State Line bus. Had a nice ride downtown acting like tourists, taking pictures of everything. Will show a few here.
Great night. Great win.
Yes, we both stood for the National Anthem played on electric guitar. No words, because the words offend the football players. Practically the entire stadium stood.
The New York Jets made a big display of taking a knee in their end zone before the American flag was unfurled on the field and before the guitar sang the National Anthem. Guess now they own their end zone and can do whatever they want there – except win this game. They took a knee for a long time in front of the DAWG POUND. Now they’re disrespecting the DAWGS. No surprise there, since they do that off the field.
Actually, they looked like they were sneaking into a movie theatre undetected. Then one of them stood and started engaging the people in the DAWG POUND – who knows what he was saying. They acted like thieves who thought nobody could see them. Maybe that’s why so many of them end up in jail – they lead their lives by the rules of the street, not the rules of society. Some might say that’s all they know. That’s an excuse. They watch the same movies everybody else watches. Most of them are African. Africans know what happens when you commit a crime in Africa. Jungle Justice.
I don’t care anyway – let them act out. They only embarrass themselves by not moving forward. I wanted a win and got it! The New York players wanted to make a spectacle of themselves and they did. It wasn’t even about football for me, though I did enjoy the total experience after so long.
And Steve, well, he’s got to be the longest standing fan of the teams history. I won’t even try to describe what that win meant for him.
I never heard of a black squirrel. Never saw one in person or in a picture. While walking with Steve to view some of the apartment/condo buildings on the Gold Coast near where we live, we happened upon a bunch of black squirrels in a small region of a small neighborhood, running from yard to yard, tree to tree. It was like they were showing off for us. So of course I had to oblige and take their picture, so they could be posted on Birth Of A Seed!
Years ago, in our front yard on Arthur Street in Springfield Massachusetts grew a catalpa tree. Large leaves with long bean-like pods and white pungent flowers that stuck to the sidewalk where they fell. That was a long time ago and the tree has since been taken down. In all the places I lived since childhood, I never did see another. Till now. I’ve been in this part of Cleveland for ten years and walked by it many times, yet never did see it, standing right in front of me. A joyful discovery.
There’s Steve walking on home.
Think these masks will scare away predators? Of course I’ll have a big bulky coat on to complete the image of big and scary.