Watson’s performance was the football equivalent of a lukewarm cup of coffee—barely gets the job done but leaves you longing for something stronger. The Browns managed to string together a few decent plays, but let’s not kid ourselves, this is the preseason. The only thing less relevant than preseason stats is a fortune cookie prediction, but here we are, trying to extract meaning from the meaningless.
Meanwhile, the Seahawks probably spent more time worrying about what to order for their post-game meal than the actual game itself. Cleveland fans, ever the optimists, are holding out hope that once the regular season starts, Watson will magically transform into the superstar they’ve been dreaming of. But if this game is any indication, they might want to keep their expectations as low as their team’s chances of making the playoffs.
In the end, Watson’s preseason outing was a reminder that Cleveland’s football fortunes are about as stable as a house of cards in a windstorm. But hey, at least they’re consistent, right?
