TNF returns with tonight's Browns/Broncos showdown. The game looks to be a shootout, as both teams feature comically inept defenses. Vegas slightly favors the hometown Browns; I'm inclined to agree, even though Denver's taken all five meetings between the two thus far. Joe Bardi predicts the impending slopfest will be won by "anyone except the viewers," but I'm calling it 31-24 for Cleveland.
With erstwhile ballcarriers Michael Pittman and Andre Hall on the shelf, the Broncos hope for untested rookie Ryan "Make It" Torain to shoulder the load. Meanwhile, fake sports geeks everywhere are crossing their fingers that Torain doesn't make them look like complete morons for dropping Jerious Norwood to pick him up. (Or maybe that's just me.) 
But tonight's most compelling storyline has to be Brady Quinn's debut as Cleveland's new starting quarterback. Seemingly unable to resist the former Notre Dame standout's adorable dimples and chiseled abs any longer, Browns coach Romeo Crennel made Quinn the, ahem, "Juliet" of his offense on Monday. The latest in a long line of pretty-boy signal-callers, Quinn may very well prove to be the fairest of them all. Though he's only thrown eight passes in his NFL career, the youngster's displayed impressive ball-handling skills on many occasions.
Still, Quinn's physical gifts aren't without their drawbacks: Wideout Braylon Edwards blames his teammate's dazzling smile for an uncharacteristic slew of dropped passes earlier this season, and running back Jamal Lewis admits to occasionally losing himself in those dreamy eyes.
Brett Favre must be spinning in his grave right now.
