Another Sunday, another loss and they keep getting worse. One week removed from a total drubbing the J-E-T-S this week decided to dole out large scoops of hope (which tasted delicious). However, an hour or so later it was evident that the hope I had just eaten had spoiled months ago and that I was soon going to be very sick.
Like so many other Jets games that I’ve watched over the years, they fought gallantly only to come up nauseatingly short at the very end. Down by 2 points with only 10 seconds on the game clock, their rookie kicker, who already had made 4 field goals (the Jets had lots of trouble figuring out how to get into the end zone), came up about a yard short from about 53 yards out. Actually, it might have been a foot short. It was that close, but you know what they say though: close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades. This game featured neither, the Jets lost at home and they are now a disgusting 2-9. Yes, Houston is still worse as they blew a 21-3 lead at home to lose 24-21 in OT which dropped them to 1-10. Its like they both are playing a game of chicken and I pray the Jets swerve first. Having the first pick in the draft isn’t that big of deal to me. I’ll take dignity over Matt Leinart or Reggie Bush any day…
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At least you aren’t a Lions fan, they haven’t won a championship since BEFORE there was a Super Bowl, and it looks like the only way they will go to one any time soon is in the stands watching.
Thumbs up Mike Utley!
That was in poor taste, my friend. Poor taste.
You took that the wrong way. I was not insulting a paralyzed man, who I believe is no longer totally paralyzed like how the Jets own paralyzed man from the early 90’s Mr. Dennis Byrd is no longer totally paralyzed. I said that because I was a big Lions fan when Barry played for them and when Wayne Fontes (sic) was their coach. I thought by giving Utley the proper shout out I would get props for knowing that sort of thing. I guess I was wrong but I still stand by my statement. As a point of information, I was at the Jets season opener against the Broncos in the mid to late 90’s when Dennis Byrd was driven on a golf cart to the end zone and then, as an entire stadium cheered its bloody head off, he walked under his own power to the 50 yard line. Sure, the Jets promptly got blown out but that walk provided a lifetime of meaning.
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