What'd you expect?

We're shocked. We're speechless. We're incredulous. We're stunned.

But surprised? Heck, no.

As far back as March, LeCharles Bentley should have known. As far back as 42 years, we've known. Good things just don't happen to our sports teams here, no matter what. And if you couldn't have predicted that Bentley, the Browns' top free agent signing in years, would be carted off the field with a serious knee injury during the team's second day of training camp, you just aren't paying attention to Cleveland sports. This the same day The Plain Dealer labeled Bentley a "luxurious necessity."

On the Cleveland.com message boards, they are writing {slams head into desk}, "feels like someone stuck a knife in my stomach," "I f'n quit", and "I hate God for this." Hey, come on over and join us around the campfire, folks!

Hey, at least the Indians don't have to worry about the remaining fans abandoning them because of Browns fever!

Look, if you needed ANY further proof that God hates Cleveland sports, you got it today. Some advice for LeBron James -- pull the covers up as far as you can and close your eyes. Don't get out of bed until training camp. Oh, wait. Better make that the regular season. Even then, look both ways twice before crossing the street, check your brake lines before driving, and hold your breath until your contract runs out.