The god of football smiled upon me and the legion of suffering Browns fans Sunday. Okay, the game must have been awful to watch if you weren't a fan of either team; the point is, the Browns won - by one point, true, but as they say in such situations, "Scoreboard!" AND, best of all, someone in the control booth must have been on crack, because the game was broadcast locally! Yay me! I got to watch the Brownies from the comfort of my sofa. It all started when Bri, who was over to learn a bit about recording from Godfrey, expressed a bit of surprise that I was not a vocal fan while we watched the Bucs game. (I was, he was just in the other room when I was interacting with the TV. Like when Sapp made a touchdown and got way too much bootie in his pants.) Godfrey said that I was much more emotional when the Browns were playing. And, lo, Bri got a sample of Football Fan Ginevra.

No, that wasn't a typo, Big Ol' Sapp did indeed catch a touchdown pass. To celebrate, he jumped up and down and spun around, kind of like a pogo stick type maneuver. It was special. I can't seem to find any video of it. You'll just have to use your imagination.