I flew into C-town this afternoon for the historic nuptials of our good buddy Teets, which will be tomorrow. I was at Hopkins’s baggage claim with my dad when he pointed out that the one and only Derek Anderson was hanging out nearby, looking discreet in a sweater, cargo shorts, a Browns hat, and flip flops. Discreet, that is, except for the fact that the guy looks monstrously tall anywhere outside of an NFL stadium.
Since I’m anticipating that a serious portion of the fans at the stadium this Sunday may start off booing Anderson because of their undying love of The Artist Formerly Known As Adequinn, I decided to offer a little support.
My quick exchange with the Browns new #1 QB basically went like this:
Me: “Hey D.A.”
Anderson looks up from his phone.
Me: ”Welcome back. Good to have you back out on the field.”
DA: “Thanks man.”
We shake hands.
Me: “You should’ve been out there the whole time.”
…which he laughed at (come on, you knew I had to take a shot at Quinn).
That was all.
However, if the Browns actually manage to get into the endzone on offense this weekend, I am taking partial credit. Incidentally I have officially re-inserted Braylon Edwards into my fantasy roster for this weekend.
Side note: my dad also claims that he saw Rob Ryan as he was pulling around at the airport a few minutes before this episode, and that the only reason he recognized him was that Ryan got out of a giant Benz and flipped his wild mane of hair back in the wind like a Paul Mitchell ad. Good times at the airport. Go Browns.
-T
