I went to a Jets- Pats game at Giants Stadium with my brother-in-law. We are sitting in a section of mostly Jets fans chatting with the guy sitting next to us, nice guy. Needless to say, somewhere around the middle of the 3rd quarter there was an argument among Jetsfans further down the row. The “nice guy” we had been chatting with goes in to the middle to break it up...or so we thought. He proceeds to calm everyone down, and then turns and sucker punches the guy his friend was arguing with, falling on him and then flopping like a beached whale. Needless to say everyone was hauled off by security allowing us to survey the damage. Several members of the brawl looked as if they had softballs growing from their foreheads whilst others looked like they had just finished an MMA match.
Whilst this kerfuffle occurred, the Patriots fan sitting with his son right behind us asks, “Why are they fighting? They’re all Jets fans.” My immediate reply was, “Because we’re Jets fans. If we had reason or common sense we’d like a good team.”