I should have just watched the Cleveland State game Sunday afternoon.

I should have saved myself the shame, embarrassment and disgust that is Cleveland Browns football and instead watched a team committed to a purpose go on the road and beat Vanderbilt, the 7^th rated team in the country.

But I didn’t.

Instead I watched an overmatched coach crap himself in the late stages of a winnable game. Trailing by a point and with a 1^st and goal from the St. Louis 8-yard line, Pat Shurmur choked on inexperience, lack of testosterone and stupidity and it cost his team and Browns fans what would have been another butt-ugly win.

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Through 14 games, we’ve established three things about the 2011-12 Blue Jackets. They aren’t very good. They will probably have a new head coach soon. Steve Mason probably isn’t the goaltender of the future.

With media outlets left and right blasting the team, and rightfully so considering they have four more regulation losses than any other NHL team. Entering Wednesday night’s games, the Jackets lead the league in goals allowed. Prostitutes in Amsterdam, jealous of the way people are scoring on Steve Mason, are flooding the Jackets netminder with emails and text messages trying to find out his secrets.

They are also one of two teams without a road win, though the Islanders, who they are tied with, have played just four road games. So, I’ll give the Jackets the nod in this league leading category because the Islanders at least have one point on the road with an overtime loss. The Blue Jackets don’t even have that.

It’s all doom and gloom in Columbus right now. Ken Hitchcock, the assumed successor to Scott Arniel, has accepted the St. Louis Blues job, saying that he was never considered to replace Arniel and gave off the impression that he didn’t want to anyway. Jeff Carter is still unable to skate pain-free with his fractured foot. James Wisniewski, who we all thought would ease the early season pain, is a minus-5 through six games.

Rearranging deck chairs on the sinking ship, Scott Howson made a trade this week acquiring depth center Mark Letestu from the Pittsburgh Penguins in exchange for a fourth-round pick in the 2012 Draft. Letestu provides an element of grit and an additional piece for the penalty kill but will not be an impact player.

With spirits as low as they’ve been during the existence of the franchise, we may have to look to the future before flying unobstructed off the ledge. Is there any hope in sight for a resurgence? Well, for an emergence I guess we’d have to say.

Ryan Johansen seems to be starting to fit in. Interestingly enough, in Columbus’s two wins, Johansen has the game-winning goal in both of them. Cam Atkinson was recalled from Springfield, so now Matt Calvert and Atkinson are going to get to go through the growing pains again. John Moore’s growing pains have been clear as he has lived up to the inconsistent nature of young players.

But what about the rest of the Blue Jackets prospects? The ones who aren’t in Springfield or with the Jackets. Is there a light at the end of that tunnel?

Obviously, it’s up for debate. As somebody who is a big fan of the NHL Entry Draft, I was pleased to see the Blue Jackets draft for need over the last couple of drafts. They needed an offensive guy like Moore. They needed a big bodied, skilled center in Johansen. This after drafting high-talent busts like Gilbert Brule, Nikita Filatov, and Nikolai Zherdev.

Chris Roberts of HockeysFuture.com, the best prospect website on the internet, said in his October 27 Blue Jackets Depth Analysis that the team has “one of the deepest prospect pools in hockey”, but with the caveat that “they don’t have many top-tier prospects.” Roberts continues to add that they have an abundance of second and third line forwards and top-six defensemen.

This would explain the Jeff Carter trade. The team desperately needed someone to play with Rick Nash. We all knew that, but a lack of top flight prospect talent forced them to trade a top ten pick in last year’s draft to get Carter. Of course, that draft pick, Sean Couturier, is already playing and thriving for the Philadelphia Flyers.

A couple names to keep an eye on for the near future are Boone Jenner and Dalton Smith. These are two high-energy players who can play a little bit of a physical game and possibly chip in 40-45 points. Those are the kinds of players that the Jackets are currently lacking. They are two players who could become fan favorites and develop into the unsung type of player that every team needs.

Unfortunately, where the Blue Jackets are extremely weak in terms of organizational depth is at goaltender. To add insult to injury, in a year where it looks like the Jackets will have a top five draft pick, the consensus best goaltender in the 2012 Draft Class is ranked 28^th among all draft eligible players.

The Jackets will get a very talented forward in the top five and the majority of top five picks over the last couple of drafts have immediately played at the NHL level. But, in a goaltender-driven league, you can only outscore your opponent so many times with bad defense and goaltending.

In conclusion, the future doesn’t look overly bright either until the goaltender question is solved.

With the release of his 42nd novel this week, Stephen King further cemented his reputation as both the most prolific and iconic writer of our generation.

And while King has gradually ventured away from the straight-up horror yarns that turned his name into an adjective around 1983, his tales are still usually defined by psychological fear and kick-ass suspense.

As he’s done so many times over the past four decades, King breaks new ground with this one. Titled 11-22-63 and a modest 960 pages long, the book follows a modern-day English teacher who finds a way to travel back in time to attempt to stop the assassination of President Kennedy.

Strange as the concept may seem, it’s actually a growing genre - both in fiction and nonfiction - known as “alternative history.”

As Cleveland sports fans, we could certainly use some “alternative” history to soothe the sweaty, ugly memories we have of actual history.

In that spirit, the new book brings up an interesting alternate-reality hypothesis:

What if Stephen King had been a Cleveland fan?

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Early in Scot Raab’s long awaited book, ‘The Whore of Akron’ you come across the following few paragraphs:

"Maybe the ones burning my jersey were never LeBron fans anyway."

Exactamente, you megalomaniacal shitheel. Those were- they are--Cleveland fans. They burned their jerseys right after your hour-longESPN smarm-fest, when the whole world saw you for the stunted, soul-dead bumpkin you are. Those Cleveland fans knew for the first time what utter fools they had been to believe that LeBron James ever gave a damn about anything but LeBron James.

And because they were born and grew up and will die Cleveland fans, those fans also instantly grasped your legacy as a Cavalier: You will forever be the player who choked and quit against the Celtics in the 2009-2010 playoffs. You surrendered. You gave up. You and your team- while the clock still ran, with the coach urging you on- quit trying, laid down and died.

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