An Open Letter to New York Jets Fans
Dear Jets Fans,
For many years I’ve belittled your team. As a long time New York Giants fan I’ve always considered the Jets to be their intellectually challenged little brother that mooched stadium space from them. While there is nothing at all true about that statement you can’t escape how the team is perceived – or at least that’s what I’ve thought for about 20 years now. I am not a bandwagon jumper. I believe loyalties should lie with your team do or die so don’t expect me to start donning the green and white and doing the Sesame Street chant of “J-E-T-S Jets ! Jets! Jets!”. I’m true blue through and through. However I do have to give respect when respect’s due. You people are just about the most devoted fans I’ve ever seen next to the Bills fans. The only reason they win out is because they still cling to hope having never won a Championship in the Super Bowl era. Your team has won one at least… albeit 42 years ago.
As a fellow New York football team supporter, I too have been through a lot of rocky roads during the course of the fan appreciation ride. The Giants are a hard team to like. They’re extremely emotionally unstable, despite how grounded their front office proclaims them to be, which makes for wild and tumultuous rides each season. The one thing you can always count on though is the Giants being Giants. They’ll talk big and walk big until smacked in the mouth then they’ll binge on losses in a bout of depression. Despite that I could always fall back on our three rings to bring some peace of mind and provide a constant source of animosity for the Jets fans.
That privilege may soon be coming to and end.
With the Jets swaggering their way to the AFC Championship game in Pittsburgh it’s hard not to believe that they could very well have their second ring in a few weeks. The matchup isn’t a pretty one. The Steelers are a team that’s virtually their clone in every aspect. It’s perhaps one of their greatest challenges this season – but then again the Colts and Patriots were supposed to be that way as well. People bash the Jets for their flamboyant head coach and their back-up-what-they-talk style of gameplay but I say more power to them and you, the loyal masses who have endured decades of heartache. You finally have a team with an identity. While there have been noteworthy players and semi-memorable defenses in the past, at no time since their unprecedented win in Superbowl III have the Jets had a personality until now. Rex Ryan is undoubtedly the best thing to ever happen to that organization (and the NFL for that matter) – whether you like him or hate him. He crafted the Baltimore Ravens defense into one of the most feared forces in the early 2000’s. As a head coach, the wish was that he could have both the offense and defense play with that same level of ferocious tenacity and this year he has achieved that. The Jets are no fluke, folks. They are in the AFC Championship game once again and this time they’re packing far more confidence than ever.
So to the zealous Jets fans across the world, I say let your voices be heard. Long have you suffered the indignities and cruelties beset upon you by the superior teams of the league. Your time has come. Talk trash. Gloat. Prophecize. Let it all hang out. Your penance has been served and now it is time for you to celebrate with the upper echelon of fans across the NFL. The Jets are officially the team no one wants to play. That’s a helluva moniker to earn. Enjoy the ride folks and good luck.