Being a Browns fan is a one of kind epidemic. You have your ups and immediate downs, followed by your forced optimism and last bit of excitement. No one else really understands what it is like because no one else ever has to go through it.

There is simply no other culture like it on the planet.

Except Elf culture? Yep, that ‘s right. Buddy the Elf and Browns fans are basically the same people. It might not seem like it at first glance but here’s why:

First of all, Buddy never EVER changes his Elf costume because he says he has never known anything else. Well I don’t know about you, but that sounds like something a Brown’s fan would say. The Browns are 2-10 and completely falling apart with absolutely no sense of cohesiveness what so ever, but every fan in The Land still dons that Orange and Brown simply because they don’t know anything else. Through thick and thin, you’re a Browns fan. Just like through Christmas and Summer, Buddy wears his Green and Yellow.

Buddy really exemplifies what it is like to be a Browns fan on game day.

Every Sunday, you spend the morning and afternoon tailgating and stuffing your face with whatever food is in sight to prepare for the extremely long day ahead of you.

The feeling of hope quickly changes half way through the 1^st quarter where the Browns manage to screw something up and they go down by two touchdowns before you even manage to finish that beer on your hand.

But it’s okay because the Browns somehow bounce back with a TD to make score not so bad.

Halftime comes around, and you know what that means, more food.

The second half: a time to revitalize, pull yourself together and hope that your team does the same.

Kick off, the Browns kick it off, miss 8 tackles and the ball gets returned for a pick six. Well.

BUT WAIT THERE’S A FLAG ON THE PLAY. THANK GOD.

So, the play is called back, and it’s all up to the Browns defense to stop the score from climbing. And of course you know that anytime you put hope in the browns defense you’re just like….

Because they can’t really block anyone.

Finally the 4^th quarter comes around, and the Brown have tied up the game. All they need is a field goal to win the game. Easy right? HAHA wrong it’s the Browns we are talking about here. Cleveland loses on a blocked kick for a touchdown.

You’re sitting in shock of what just happened and you hear Mike Pettine’s post game presser. He’s all like “we gave it our all and we’ll get em next year” and you and you disgusted self and your beer just sit there like…

The season ends and you put on the happy face because there is always next year, and after all, we still have LeBron.