Here Come The Warm Jets: Week 14

There are so many things I'd rather write about than this Jets-Browns game.

Like, did anyone see Hatton-Mayweather? That was a quite the entertaining fight. Floyd is nasty, virtually unbeatable. Hatton has nothing to be ashamed of, though. He fought like a man, kind of like a lighter, whiter, Britisher Joe Frazier, in that he kept coming forward, coming forward. He just never could land any of his punches flush - Floyd's defense is that good, and he's faster than anyone. And those lefts that put Hatton down in the 10th? Vicious. Also, the fight ended with poetry: huge left rocks Hatton, ref stops it, Hatton falls down, his corner throws the tile, all seemingly synchronized. All said, one of the better fights I've seen, well, ever.

And, hey, how about that Jamaal Tinsley situation? His Rolls Royce got shot up by an automatic assault rifle after he got in an argument with some dudes at the club? You mean that stuff they talk about in rap songs isn't just artistic hyperbole? Like Keanu says: Whoa.



So, right, this is a Jets column, and I should get to that. It's just, you know, they stink, and they're playing for pride and draft position at this point.

I'll give them credit for not quitting on the season like the Dolphins and Falcons seem to have. And the defense has been playing better since the bye week - it'd be nice if that's something to build on for next year. Though that was true last year, too, where the defense was better the second half of the year. Maybe in the off season they can work on having the defense play well for an entire season instead of only half.


Opening line for the game against the Pats: New England by 24.5. So that's the goal - cover that insultingly insulting spread. Have some pride, fellas. I've said this before, but prove all the "beat em by 70" people wrong. Please. For the love of God and Curtis Martin, please. Give the Pats a game.