Dateline … Chicago … where it's raining:
Well folks … a longtime goal of mine on this crog/flog/mog was to hit 100,000 readers in a month. Guess what?
There's a rumor going around the hallowed halls of the Beacon Journal that we hit 100,000 on this blog alone in October. This might not seem like a big deal to you, but in our world it's big. I mean, 100,000 is a a fair amount of people. Not 1 million, mind you, but more than 10,000.
Official figures have yet to be published, so I'm doing to my best Mangini and withholding comment (or confirmation) until the starter … err … figures are announced.
That being said, I'd like to thank all the loyal blog readers for their patronage. For your loyalty, my buddy Dave in Westlake — who used to be uncanny about predicting Browns drafts — will burn everyone their own copy of the Jethro Tull Christmas CD. Hoo hoo.
Most of all I'd like to thank the Browns, without whom some of you might not visit. For some reason, writing about a train wreck of a team draws more readers.
Now … the goal is to have 100,000 for two or three months in a row. Think the Browns can keep hope alive?
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Don't get too excited Pat…I think 99,000 of them were Alan imposters.
Brian D., now that was actually funny.
It's bad enough that Marla Ridenour gets her Browns beat news exclusively from websites, but if I'm actually drawing some online readership, even if it's entirely the readership of obsessed nuts, then tell the editor to take some money out of petty cash and pay the man. At the very least, pay my Road Runner bill. I'm helping sell the erectile dysfunction ads they're posting on the site.
@Alan T. – I'm "buying" the erectile dysfunction "pills" they're posting on the site.
Fixed that for ya Alan!
Nah, I just use a crane. Can't afford the pills.
Dandy, Dandy with his hair so sandy, daily says his prayers…that he can shower with the players…
"a longtime goal of mine on this crog/flog/mog was to hit 100,000 readers in a month."
Crog – (noun) One who is incapabable of correct grammar, spelling, and (in certain extreme instances) forming complete and logical thoughts or insults.
Mog –
1. (noun) Irish phrase to describe an ugly person usually, or else just a friendly insult. (Mistake Of God)
2. (noun) Half man, half dog. He's his own best friend.
Flog –
1. (noun) Fake blog, a website pretending to be a blog but actually the creation of public relations firms, the mainstream media, or professional political operatives.
2. (noun) An online log of all your various farting escapades throughout your life that you so choose to document for the world to observe.
3. (verb) To lose a sporting match, usually football, by a huge margin.
These are just the definitions that are "fit to print".
hip hip hurray! HIP HIP HURRAY! HIP HIP OH HECK!!!!! hey hey ho ho missgenie gotta go!!!! way to go p-man
Well I've been waiting for this moment for all my life. Ohhhh!!!
"100,000 is a a fair amount of people. Not 1 million, mind you, but more than 10,000."
Pat, this is precisely the kind of insightful, uh, insight that keeps so many of coming back day after day. Great job!
This does bring up an important point: Do bad teams mean better blogs? What would Yankees fans blog about? What Joe Giardi wears to press conferences after clinching a pennant? While fashion statements are a New York issue, it doesn't strike me a good material for a sports blog. And while the occasional Steelers fan who staggers onto this blog is a gibbering idiot, most of them sit around the VFW with self-satisfied smiles on their faces. But here, yes, here we have so many storylines going at once, that even frequent flier posters have trouble keeping up. If we ever see a championship banner snapping in the breeze off the Lake, well, what is the sound of no hands on a keyboard.
my wife says briand is just mad cuz pat has those baby blues to get the girls BBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH! and another hit for october!!!!
I'm no mad at all. Pat deserves all the success he gets.
He's no "movie star" like Windy though!
Yes, that Windy guy is quite photogenic.
With all the face time Brian Windhorst got in LeBron's movie, I'm sure he has the paparazzi & groupies hounding him 24/7.
That is the price of fame.
Hey, the Irish guy deleted my Windy photo.
Windy? I thought that was a photo of yourself.
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