Cleveland Hopkins Airport is a Mecca for misbehaving NFL players. It’s the Mos Eisley spaceport, transplanted from Tatooine to Cleveland, but with more weed and SUVs.

The airport has been a wretched hive of scum and villainy ever since the Leigh Bodden Parking Catastrophe of 2007, and the airport’s mean and hazy reputation got even worse today.

Listen up, people.

The other day I worked in a reference to a giant projected squid into a blog post* and no one commented. No one.

Granted, other than the squid, the blog was basically just a rushed expression of vacant 21st century short-attention-span rambling. Still, you people clearly don’t know how difficult it is to combine giant squids and football.

Late June is the time of year when just about any Browns-related story can get heavy play on the 'net, no matter how thin it happens to be.

Case in point would be the recent mini-buzz of interest in WR Matt Jones and a possible fit with the Cleveland Browns.

Any buzz about Jones and the Browns at this point is merely a combination of typical-but-acceptable mainstream journalism combining with fast-and-dirty headline ripping by fantasy sports services. Nothing more.

The NFL tried to run an end-around on TV networks by starting up their own, but got slammed into the turf by cable operators.

The game may now be over, as the Wall Street Journal reports that the league is in talks to partner with ESPN to run the network.

Yes, I wrote a little bit of the Fox season preview and fantasy guide thing, and they demanded predictions of me. Still, I just want to go ahead and get it on record that anyone who predicts Super Bowl winners at this point is congenitally insane.

It’s like those seven-round mock drafts you see in March, but slightly less needy and desperate.

Anyhow, people with severe mental conditions resulting in a desire to be completely wrong on the national stage have now taken to predicting how the 2008 season will turn out.