Look, you delusional cretin: you've had plenty of "franchise" quarterbacks over the past 46 years (FORTY-SIX YEARS) and still no NFL championship. What makes you think anything is going to change over the NEXT 46 years? You ask us to "trust" YOUR judgment? OUR judgment is much more reliable. Leave the Dark Side of Despair and Perversion and come into the light. There's still time while you have a bit of sanity left, but I wouldn't wait long if I were you.
Let's lay it out for the poor bastard.
First of all, does it tell you anything that the owner's name is Woody Johnson, and the first JEST QB was actually named (I did not make this up) **** Wood? Never mind, let's remember the Parade of Saviors.
Let's start with the guy you're praying to return, Joe Namath.
One good year dude. Hence your "anything can happen" attitude, I guess. That's how it's done in NY, right? More losses than wins, More INTs than touchdowns. That ain't good in any era. But granted, that's your high point, your one ring. Very Tolkein. One ring to rule you all, cuz that's all it takes. But moving on.
The next guy you thought would lead you out of the wilderness was Richard Todd. Hallelujah! All hail the Next Namath! First round talent! Bama pedigree! The heir to Namath!
Indeed, minus the One Ring. Oh wait, I forgot the USFL championship with the Michigan Panthers. Heir to Namath indeed, at least in the NFL - lost more games than he won, threw more INTs than TDs.
Never mind that, here's
Ken O'Brien! Surely the Return of the Namath. First rounder and all that! In fact he was actually good.
Really good. But he played for the JEST. The outcome...? You know the outcome. "Anything can happen." Just not for the JEST. BWAHAHAAAHHHHHHAAAAAAAA. Once again: More losses than wins. This from a guy who could throw for 400 yards
and a perfect rating. Because you're the JEST.
And on and on. Vinny, Boomer, hell, you even got a few games out of Rick Mirer on the premise that the Pats got Bledsoe and
that worked out... Then the sad sad stories of the last decade or so. The travesty of the Woulda Coulda Shoulda king, Pennington. The "just passing through" Brett Favre year. The clown parade of Sanchez, Smith, and Vick.
Really? You're just one draft pick away? Still? Doesn't occur to you that you already drafted Ken O'Brien, and nothing happened?
And those were the good years!
Listen, here's the thing. Your team doesn't win its last game. Ever. Oh wait, I come at this from the point of view of a playoff team. It sometimes wins meaningless last games in the regular season. This year you've designated it "
your super bowl."
Sad man, just sad. You
don't have a super bowl. You don't even have a hope of one. "ohhhh it will cycle back around...?" Are you on drugs? It
never cycles back the JEST way... the freaking Tampa Bay
Buccaneers won a SB. The Seattle
Seahawks won a super bowl, two if you count the one against Pittsburgh. They weren't in the league the last time your team was in one. The Baltimore Ravens, two of em... A team represented by an, ahem, winking pirate and a team named after a fuggin
poem are better than the JEST. I am sure there is a team with a longer drought, but there can't be many.
Have you guys thought about playing in Canada? It worked for Flutie.
Just dayum.
