For Sale, QB, 1st Rd., VGC, Low Mi., 3rd Rd Pick OBO

Christopher MaherCorrespondent IOctober 14, 2009

CLEVELAND - OCTOBER 04:  Brady Quinn #10 of the Cleveland Browns looks on against the Cincinnati Bengals during their game at Cleveland Browns Stadium on October 4, 2009 in Cleveland, Ohio. The Bengals defeated the Browns 23-20 in overtime.  (Photo by Jim McIsaac/Getty Images)

In Greater Cleveland, a day does not pass without rumors about the Browns.

Despite the team's tradition of excellence being equivalent to Native American legend, Cleveland always will be and always was a football town, at least since the founding of the Browns in 1946. 

We're wired that way here. Blame our parents and grandparents.

After the benching of Brady Quinn at halftime of an ignominious loss at Baltimore, rumors have been flying about the fate of former first-round draft pick Brady Quinn.

Some unsubstantiated reports have Quinn's agent demanding a trade immediately after the 34-3 loss to the Ravens.

Dan Patrick stated head coach Eric Mangini was facing an "all out mutiny" from his team if he started Quinn against Cincinnati.

Not a whole lot of smoke in the Internet age, and definitely no real fire.

But, if you want both smoke and fire along with substance, Brayden Tyler Quinn is selling his house in Avon Lake, a suburb of Cleveland.

Asking price? $775,000. If you're reading this article from a place like Los Angeles, San Francisco, New York or Miami, it's a bargain.

For $775,000, you get a 4,500-square-foot home on slightly under an acre in a private community with five bedrooms, three full baths, two half baths, an inground outdoor pool, a 23x17 master suite with a steam shower, and other amenities, including a police department with not a whole lot to do.

If Brayden Tyler Quinn did not think he was on his way out of Cleveland, that house would not have hit the market Tuesday, October 13.

For Browns fans who were never Quinn fans in the first place, this was welcome news.

But, it still stinks.

A website not worth mentioning that has a national reach published the street address of Quinn's home. Not good. Not cool.

When the Internet was in its infancy, Bill Belichick released Bernie Kosar. Brecksville, a suburb of Cleveland, Belichick owned a home in, had to station a police cruiser 24/7 outside of his home. 

Fans were outraged, and long before just about anyone living in his mother's basement had a computer and Internet access, they still knew where Belichick lived. 

To their credit, the Browns reimbursed the city of Brecksville for its police overtime costs. Sixteen years later, there is no telling the damage done by that website publishing Brady Quinn's address.

Yes, property records are public record. As they should be. And Quinn is not without blame here, either.

Quinn's fans praise his intelligence, and Notre Dame is respected as a top-tier university. But why, with a degree from such a prestigious university, did not Quinn put the house under a trust such as "BQ QB, LLC" instead of putting his own name on the property?

That move, alone, would have protected his privacy and shielded him from liability. With a seven-figure income, a tiny fraction of that gross income could have set up a trust to protect his privacy.

Second, the Elyria (Ohio) Chronicle-Telegram reported in 2007 that Quinn purchased the property for $700,000.

Avon Lake is a nice town. But Avon Lake is not immune to the decline in real estate prices that have struck all of Greater Cleveland, not to mention the entire United States.

Quinn fans, you may have nothing to worry about. Brayden Tyler Quinn has a year left on his contract after the 2009 season.

High-end homes in this region take about that long to sell. Especially when they are priced $100,000 more than they are worth. To add it up, we have an apparent bust of a quarterback.

We have said bust totally lacking in business and legal acumen. We have "New Media" being completely irresponsible. We have a fire sale on said bust of a quarterback.

And, we have a media that makes me completely ashamed of having ever been a part of it.