I can hardly claim even mild satisfaction over Week 1’s 11-5 mark straight-up, in that one of the losses was my thinking the Browns would beat Miami. I should be tarred, flogged or, worse, made to watch a “Big Bang Theory” marathon of scenes only involving the insufferable Sheldon character. Wait, it gets worse. My opening-week record against the betting line was so bad I can’t bring myself to type it here because the Herald has rules against publishing obscenities. I knew I was doomed w...
I can hardly claim even mild satisfaction over Week 1’s 11-5 mark straight-up, in that one of the losses was my thinking the Browns would beat Miami. I should be tarred, flogged or, worse, made to watch a “Big Bang Theory” marathon of scenes only involving the insufferable Sheldon character. Wait, it gets worse. My opening-week record against the betting line was so bad I can’t bring myself to type it here because the Herald has rules against publishing obscenities. I knew I was doomed w...
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