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My friend called last night. He was giddy.
"J!" he said. What? "E!" Uh ... huh? "T!" Oh, boy. "S!"
Are you done?
"Super Bowl, baby! The Jets are going to the Super Bowl!" You're, ahem, 2-0.
"Yeah, but look at my team! New coach is tough as nails. Rookie quarterback playing like a veteran. And our defense -- have you seen our ..."
Can I ask you a question?" Sure! But did you watch Chansi make that ..."
Remember Lam Jones? "Gulp."
Remember Mike Haight and Dave Cadigan? "What are you getting at?"
Remember ... "Stop it! Stop!"
What? "You're bringing me down. We just beat the Patriots, and you're bringing me down."
So you're feeling good? "Incredibly good! For the first time in years, I believe the Jets are gonna do something special. At long last, they're ...What's your point?"
My point is that Jets fans do this all the time -- and it never, ever, ever, ever, ever works out. Never. You build up a sense of false hope, then curl up in a ball on your green-and-white football-shaped couch when things fall apart.
"But this year is ..." No, it's not. It's not different. It's never different. You're the Jets. You'll find a way to lose.
Don't get too excited, Jets fans. This team can still screw it up - Jeff Pearlman - SI.com