Kevin Costner's Sonny Weaver, GM of the Cleveland Browns, has one hell of a 'Draft Day.' Review by Scott Dodson Being a Cleveland sports fan is unlike any other fan in the country. We've seen the Fumble. We've seen The Shot. We've watched our closer blow a lead in the seventh game of the World Series. We've seen some very good teams, and we've seen some very bad teams. Boston fans would claim strict allegiance to Red Sox nation while hoisting the Lombardi Trophy high above their heads. Those "lovable losers" of Chicago weren't complaining when Michael Jordan filled his hand with rings. Cleveland sports fans have now watched over 140 consecutive seasons without winning a championship. Yet, hope springs eternal here. We hold out hope that, this year, our pitching holds up while ignoring a glaring lack of power hitting. We pray that we catch lightning in a bottle as we sign injury prone point guards. And draft day has
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