1947 Cleveland Browns Season - Regular Season Results

Regular Season Results

Week Date Opponent Results Stadium Attendance
Score Record
1 September 5, 1947 Buffalo Bills W 30–14 1–0 Cleveland Stadium 63,263
2 September 12, 1947 @ Brooklyn Dodgers W 55–7 2–0 Ebbets Field 18,876
3 September 21, 1947 Baltimore Colts W 28–0 3–0 Cleveland Stadium 44,257
4 September 26, 1947 @ Chicago Rockets W 41–21 4–0 Soldier Field 18,450
5 October 5, 1947 New York Yankees W 26–17 5–0 Cleveland Stadium 80,067
6 October 12, 1947 Los Angeles Dons L 13–10 5–1 Cleveland Stadium 63,124
7 October 19, 1947 Chicago Rockets W 31–28 6–1 Cleveland Stadium 35,266
8 October 26, 1947 @ San Francisco 49ers W 14–7 7–1 Kezar Stadium 54,483
9 November 2, 1947 @ Buffalo Bills W 28–7 8–1 War Memorial Stadium 43,167
10 November 9, 1947 Brooklyn Dodgers W 13–12 9–1 Cleveland Stadium 30,279
11 November 16, 1947 San Francisco 49ers W 37–14 10–1 Cleveland Stadium 76,504
12 November 23, 1947 @ New York Yankees T 28–28 10–1–1 Yankee Stadium 70,060
13 November 27, 1947 @ Los Angeles Dons W 27–17 11–1–1 Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum 45,009
14 December 7, 1947 @ Baltimore Colts W 42–0 12–1–1 Memorial Stadium 20,574

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