Frye? Frye? Not this week. Please.
Only in Cleveland could an entire populace root against the health of its starting quarterback
. That's the situation we're faced with ever since Charlie Frye banged-up his right wrist Sunday just in time for unheralded backup Derek Anderson to lead an improbable overtime victory against the Chiefs.
Of course, it's also unique to Cleveland that the one guy
who would actually like to see Frye return in time to face the Steelers tomorrow is the one guy
who gets to make that call. Frye's injury gave Romeo Crennel a free pass to hang his helmet on Anderson for a week without penalty or second-guessing -- and still the man strains to make the switch as if he were passing a kidney stone.
Perhaps Anderson is not at the start of a Tony Romo-like run of his own, but did the man not show us enough to warrant a few more snaps under center?
Trotting out a black-and-blue Frye all but assures us of another middling 60 minutes that will end in 1) a blowout loss or 2) a narrow loss snatched from the jaws of victory. If nothing else, Anderson has earned the right to experience that reality check firsthand.
What's the worst that could happen? Frye gets a much-needed week to heal while we all learn that Anderson isn't the answer? Kelly Holcomb would have wanted it that way. -- Erich Burnett