In 1975, I was 10 and at Municipal Stadium for a Cleveland Browns game when I witnessed a brutal, bare-knuckle fight between a Browns fan and a Steelers fan. It made an impression on me, mostly because the Browns were playing the Jets that day. Now that's a rivalry.
The Cleveland Browns have been my NFL team since 1972 and, despite my best efforts, some of my dear friends are Steelers fans. And though I try not to hold this debilitating mental affliction against them, every now and again I must.
That’s because occasionally my yellow-and-black-lovin’ buds will take cocky cheap shots at my dear Brownies and loudly mock my allegiance to them.