Here Come The Warm Jets: Week 7 2008

If I had a child, and this child was with me watching this Jets game, I could say to my child, "Child, this is what it is to be a Jets fan."

"Child, your team will play uninspired and barely competent football for most of the game. Their supposedly good quarterback will play like a washed-up old man. They will find themselves losing to a team that committed fourteen penalties, and that is playing for an interim coach that no one ever heard of."

"And, child, you will despair. You will brood and mutter foul things under and over your breath. You will probably drink heavily."

"Then, child, lo and behold, the team will wake up towards the end of the game. You will be given hope, ever so briefly. You will think that it is possible to steal a win, despite their worst effort. You will be happy, child, despite your instincts telling you not to."

"And just as you allow yourself to believe again, child, just as your spirits might be lifted, they will find the most cruel and brutal way to crush you. Get the ball three times in overtime, and do nothing with it. Lose on a 57-yard field goal. Walk away with nothing but dizziness and regret."

"Child, get used to it. It probably won't ever change. You are a Jets fan."