<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219069336476856224</id><updated>2012-01-31T12:58:02.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Browns Dawg House</title><subtitle type='html'>Cleveland Browns fan talking about his experiences.  This Cleveland Browns Blog is updated within a couple days of each game or major event (trade, injury, etc.) for the Browns.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rob Shields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12838508556795108986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219069336476856224.post-3903196811503172398</id><published>2008-08-26T18:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T18:04:22.434-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WE HAVE MOVED</title><summary type='text'>Browns Dawg House is now hosted at: www.brownsdawghouse.com - please update your bookmarks!Thank you for reading!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3903196811503172398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219069336476856224&amp;postID=3903196811503172398&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/3903196811503172398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/3903196811503172398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-have-moved.html' title='WE HAVE MOVED'/><author><name>Rob Shields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12838508556795108986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219069336476856224.post-7127255816917998271</id><published>2008-08-11T10:45:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T23:01:32.241-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Show Me a Sign</title><summary type='text'>Signs are interesting things.  Some signs tell you when to STOP and when to GO, some give you guidance, some might even show you what lies ahead, and finally - some signs point to hope.Wednesday, the night before the Browns first preseason game against the NY Jets, Emily and I went to Walmart with one thing in mind: giving a sign to the Browns fans.  We found some thick poster board and some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7127255816917998271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219069336476856224&amp;postID=7127255816917998271&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/7127255816917998271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/7127255816917998271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/2008/08/show-me-sign.html' title='Show Me a Sign'/><author><name>Rob Shields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12838508556795108986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219069336476856224.post-6534948991596573908</id><published>2008-08-04T10:37:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T22:47:41.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We are a Family</title><summary type='text'>I got a call last Tuesday from one of my lab mates, Matt.  His girlfriend, Danielle, was in town and he wanted to get together with Emily &amp; me.  I told him we were planning on going to training camp Wednesday night (see last post) and to the Family Night at the stadium on Friday.  After a quick conference with Danielle, they jumped on Friday night.After my experience on Wednesday I was not overly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6534948991596573908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219069336476856224&amp;postID=6534948991596573908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/6534948991596573908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/6534948991596573908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-are-family.html' title='We are a Family'/><author><name>Rob Shields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12838508556795108986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219069336476856224.post-4406584265161320721</id><published>2008-08-04T09:46:00.023-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:25:16.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is insane...</title><summary type='text'>I set up plans this past Wednesday to go to Berea to watch the Browns training camp with my girlfriend Emily and my long time friend Dan.  Wednesday morning I was completely consumed by what laid ahead; unfortunately the practice was not scheduled until 5:30.  My Bernie Kosar jersey, my hat, Emily's Brady Quinn jersey would just have to wait in the car.Go back to when you were about ten.  Just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4406584265161320721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219069336476856224&amp;postID=4406584265161320721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/4406584265161320721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/4406584265161320721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-insane.html' title='This is insane...'/><author><name>Rob Shields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12838508556795108986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219069336476856224.post-1632751374754955944</id><published>2008-07-24T17:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:50:40.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This Doesn't Feel Right</title><summary type='text'>Growing up in Cleveland through the 80's and 90's the first quarterback I remember was Bernie Kosar (Read some posts from last year to see why I think he is king).   I have no memories of the Paul Brown era when head coaches wore suites as a sign of respect for the game (someone should remind Belichick of this), I have no memories of Otto Graham or Jim Brown - I only have stories of these greats.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1632751374754955944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219069336476856224&amp;postID=1632751374754955944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/1632751374754955944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/1632751374754955944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-doesnt-feel-right.html' title='This Doesn&apos;t Feel Right'/><author><name>Rob Shields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12838508556795108986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219069336476856224.post-2727350914108428679</id><published>2007-12-21T09:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T09:32:54.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Backing Away From Disaster</title><summary type='text'>If you are any time of Cleveland fan you know when a rookie from the opposing team is going to play...they will have a career day; Even if the Browns/Indians/Cavs are on fire the games you fear the most are those in which the opposing team is doing horrible; those are the games that break our hearts...those are the games we lose.Sunday's game against the Rams was setup to be one of those games - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2727350914108428679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219069336476856224&amp;postID=2727350914108428679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/2727350914108428679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/2727350914108428679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/2007/12/backing-away-from-disaster.html' title='Backing Away From Disaster'/><author><name>Rob Shields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12838508556795108986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219069336476856224.post-1348585134479955120</id><published>2007-10-28T11:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T12:29:04.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Good Byes</title><summary type='text'>So the Browns had a week off...thats just great.  Derek Anderson and Joe Thomas took an old school road trip to Wisconsin - a flipping road trip; I love it.  Other players headed 'home' to see their families across the countries (coach Crennel went to see his new grandson).  And the smartest player on the entire team was quoted as saying, "I am going to stay here and enjoy Cleveland."  Who said </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1348585134479955120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219069336476856224&amp;postID=1348585134479955120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/1348585134479955120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/1348585134479955120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-hate-good-byes.html' title='I Hate Good Byes'/><author><name>Rob Shields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12838508556795108986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219069336476856224.post-370812987194913387</id><published>2007-10-25T16:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T11:30:44.391-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Confidence Wins, Not Arrogance</title><summary type='text'>Shakes. My right leg shakes non-stop when I am nervous (and sitting down). Walking into the stadium for the game, I was incredibly nervous despite the fact we were playing the 0-6 Dolphins. Why on God's Earth would I be so nervous about the Dolphins? Well, two reasons: 1. I know a little about sports history and 2. I know a lot more than I would like to about heart-breaking Cleveland sports' </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/feeds/370812987194913387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219069336476856224&amp;postID=370812987194913387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/370812987194913387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/370812987194913387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/2007/10/confidence-wins-not-arrogance.html' title='Confidence Wins, Not Arrogance'/><author><name>Rob Shields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12838508556795108986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219069336476856224.post-6745672369870498421</id><published>2007-10-10T16:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T10:54:03.109-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Against Perfection</title><summary type='text'>The title of this post exemplifies the team's attitude going into the game. The Browns felt as though they were playing against perfection - by believing it, they made it true. Are the Patriots an amazing team? Yes, they are about as amazing as a snow day when your 10. They are, however, are not perfect.On our first running play of the game our new all-star running back (Jamal Lewis) hurt his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6745672369870498421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219069336476856224&amp;postID=6745672369870498421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/6745672369870498421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/6745672369870498421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/2007/10/playing-against-perfection.html' title='Playing Against Perfection'/><author><name>Rob Shields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12838508556795108986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219069336476856224.post-6831171361362594000</id><published>2007-10-07T10:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T10:44:55.487-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dangerous Territory</title><summary type='text'>The Browns were coming off of an "unable to anything for the rest of the day", "Just leave me alone", "I can't believe it", heart-wrenching kind of loss against the Raiders - I mean...they had it won.  No matter, this week they are back home, against the old Browns (yeah, I said it) - for the sake of clarity I will refer to them as the Ravens or Baltimore...you know who I am talking about.  The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6831171361362594000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219069336476856224&amp;postID=6831171361362594000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/6831171361362594000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/6831171361362594000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/2007/10/dangerous-territory.html' title='Dangerous Territory'/><author><name>Rob Shields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12838508556795108986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219069336476856224.post-7811903471829209526</id><published>2007-09-28T13:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T18:00:58.155-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed the Beginning, Missed at the End</title><summary type='text'>This past weekend I was in Cincinnati visiting Emily and her family (she goes to University of Cincinnati).  I made a point to leave early enough on Sunday so I could see the Browns play and also so I could visit my sister Britt (ordered by importance).  Sorry Britt, but the Browns only play 20 days out of the year (pending they never make the playoffs...) and I have the other 346 days of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7811903471829209526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219069336476856224&amp;postID=7811903471829209526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/7811903471829209526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/7811903471829209526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/2007/09/missed-beginning-missed-at-end.html' title='Missed the Beginning, Missed at the End'/><author><name>Rob Shields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12838508556795108986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219069336476856224.post-2363735605287115681</id><published>2007-09-22T14:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T17:58:34.049-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hosting the Enemy</title><summary type='text'>After last week's horrid game and the trade of Charlie Frye, I was desperate for some something good...unfortunately, I had "friends" coming from Cincinnati to watch the Browns take on the Bengals; I was hosting the enemy.These "friends" of mine are college friends I used to watch the Sunday games with.  They would proudly cheer on the Bengals and I would sit there in my Kosar jersey barking for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2363735605287115681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219069336476856224&amp;postID=2363735605287115681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/2363735605287115681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/2363735605287115681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/2007/09/hosting-enemy_22.html' title='Hosting the Enemy'/><author><name>Rob Shields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12838508556795108986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219069336476856224.post-5479387130748732500</id><published>2007-09-19T11:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T14:07:33.839-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Order of Fryes to Go</title><summary type='text'>To be a leader in any aspect of life you must exude confidence and instill belief in those around you.  Earlier this year I thought Frye could be that guy - I began to have that feeling (you know what I am talking about)...he won the preseason competition to become our starting quarterback, which in Cleveland means you are king.Frye's debut at the home opener against Pittsburgh did not feel like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5479387130748732500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219069336476856224&amp;postID=5479387130748732500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/5479387130748732500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/5479387130748732500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/2007/09/order-of-fyres-to-go.html' title='Order of Fryes to Go'/><author><name>Rob Shields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12838508556795108986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219069336476856224.post-9008992729468128611</id><published>2007-09-10T15:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T21:33:25.775-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking Away From a Funeral</title><summary type='text'>I rolled out of bed just like I would any other morning...except, this wasn't any other morning; this was opening day for the Browns.  Beyond that, this was a special day: Browns vs. Steelers at home - I won't go into why this game is such a big rivalry (the fact you are reading this tells me you already know - you can't beat it...its as close to Christmas morning some of us "grown ups" get.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/feeds/9008992729468128611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219069336476856224&amp;postID=9008992729468128611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/9008992729468128611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/9008992729468128611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/2007/09/walking-away-from-funeral.html' title='Walking Away From a Funeral'/><author><name>Rob Shields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12838508556795108986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219069336476856224.post-6531730181067496689</id><published>2007-09-03T17:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T17:05:18.742-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Year Predictions</title><summary type='text'>Let the record show that I believe that we will split the division and also beat Miami and Oakland (at the minimum...5-11).  If the Gods smile upon us we will win 9.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6531730181067496689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219069336476856224&amp;postID=6531730181067496689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/6531730181067496689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/6531730181067496689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/2007/09/year-predictions.html' title='Year Predictions'/><author><name>Rob Shields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12838508556795108986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219069336476856224.post-3873866764190774929</id><published>2007-09-01T10:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T11:16:42.604-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The WINdy City</title><summary type='text'>Browns vs. Bears in Solder field; who could pass up the opportunity to see that game?  I wouldn't, I couldn't.  I looked around on the Internet to find tickets to the game and found a few for 50 bucks - I was going. So after getting final approval from my boss to take two days off of work I began making final plans.  Andy, one of my friend's from high school, and his fiance lived in Chicago and I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3873866764190774929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219069336476856224&amp;postID=3873866764190774929&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/3873866764190774929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/3873866764190774929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/2007/09/windy-city.html' title='The WINdy City'/><author><name>Rob Shields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12838508556795108986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219069336476856224.post-6323041550034008756</id><published>2007-08-30T09:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T09:43:34.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What is this feeling?</title><summary type='text'>The Browns took on the Broncos last Saturday night, away...at Mile High.  Typically on game days I am a complete mess and the entire day is shot waiting for kickoff.  Not today, I had LOTS of very IMPORTANT things to do....Take some of my mother's frozen chili out of the refrigerator (so it would be ready by game time)Ensure that I had enough ice cold beverages to enjoy during the gameGet my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6323041550034008756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219069336476856224&amp;postID=6323041550034008756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/6323041550034008756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/6323041550034008756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-is-this-feeling.html' title='What is this feeling?'/><author><name>Rob Shields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12838508556795108986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219069336476856224.post-956526211114253517</id><published>2007-08-19T10:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T09:59:49.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Good...About Losing?</title><summary type='text'>This past weekend marked my first tailgating experience.  Although, we weren't "true" tailgaters as a hopeful man inquired; all I had to offer him was a can of coke, which he took.  We sat in the back of my '95 Pathfinder enjoying Italian sandwiches and olives, not quite typical tailgating, but you have to start somewhere.  The march to the stadium was no different, I couldn't help but laugh as I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/feeds/956526211114253517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219069336476856224&amp;postID=956526211114253517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/956526211114253517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/956526211114253517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/2007/08/feeling-goodabout-losing.html' title='Feeling Good...About Losing?'/><author><name>Rob Shields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12838508556795108986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219069336476856224.post-1905432033467356694</id><published>2007-08-12T13:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T16:37:30.565-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So it begins...</title><summary type='text'>And so begins another Browns season. I have been a longtime (lifelong) Browns fan and finally found myself back in Cleveland. Against my better judgment I inherited two season tickets from my parents; I will see every game from the visitor's side lower bowl. The goal of this blog is to recount what a Cleveland Browns fan goes through...As we drove down to the stadium my parents and my friend Dan </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1905432033467356694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219069336476856224&amp;postID=1905432033467356694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/1905432033467356694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219069336476856224/posts/default/1905432033467356694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsdawghouse.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-it-begins.html' title='So it begins...'/><author><name>Rob Shields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12838508556795108986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
