A season that began with hype and hope has devolved into what Jet fans are drearily familiar with, idiocy and incompetence. The New Jersey Jets are the disgrace of professional football.
Please don’t go on about the 40-year-old QB going down on the 4th play. Teams all over the NFL are showing up and playing hard with backups. One of them might win the MVP this year.
Going into the season, the NYJ brain trust (an oxymoron) could have behaved as if they knew injuries were a part of NFL football. They could have signed a professional backup QB, instead of Aaron Rodgers’ golf caddy. They could have used the resources at their command spent on the geriatric QB emerging from an Ayahuasca retreat on an offensive line instead of fielding the one that is a clear and present mortal danger to their playmakers. They could have looked at their recent history and made the determination that developing a professional QB, the most important process in the 21st-century version of the game, is something they stink at and, therefore, need to address. They could have drafted Will Levis instead of #99 on their special teams.
Sunday’s humiliation at the hands of the Miami Dolphins is a perfect snapshot of the team’s historic failures. It was over in the first quarter. The O Line is helpless, resembling a collection of Glee Club rejects attempting to block uphill while wearing roller skates and pinwheel hats. A former Jet QB, who actually demonstrated he could play while here, is mopping them up early in the 4th quarter.
Saleh’s teams are always unprepared and fall behind in the 1st quarter. They continually commit the most idiotic penalties. They never exhibit any form of innovation or improvisation in the face of the adversity they always find themselves facing due to their incompetence. His lasting imprint on this dopey franchise, the way he will be remembered, will be his ridiculous Clairol beard, asinine “Crow & Eagle” rehearsed speech during Hard Knocks, and losing. Saleh is consistent–consistently dense, unprepared, not up to a challenge, and mealy-mouthed at depressing post-game pressers combing through defeat. Jet fans would like him to run the stairs at the next venue they pollute and continue straight to the exits.
That said, this team has several excellent players on both sides of the ball, and they deserve better. These men, who sacrifice their bodies and risk career-ending injury on every snap, are betrayed by an ownership and executive leadership that adds a new dimension to the word “inept.”
New York City should be a football Mecca, a spot where athletes and coaches can be stars, enrich themselves through the most dynamic media and economy on earth, and become icons. Instead, it is literally an NFL swamp, playing its games in a swamp. Their stadium was elected by NFL players as the worst, for good reason.
Besides big money being taxed, why would anyone want to play for this clown car on fire? Why would an elite athlete contribute his body and short career to this mess, this insult to the city of New York and the concept of organized professional athletics?
Something big has to be done. In my humble opinion, it is this …
–Fire Saleh and Douglas today.
–Partner with Steve, the NY Met guy, and build a stadium in Queens, so the team deserves to be called the NY Jets again. Reconnect with the Long Island and outer borough audience you gave the finger to when you moved to the swamp.
–Draft Shedeur Sanders to play and hire Deon Sanders to coach in 2025.
NYC is showbiz. Our current show is a long-running, mind-numbing bomb that is boring, predictable, and inexcusable. I genuflect in the direction of wherever Sonny Werblin has been laid to rest and predict that a double Sanders move would easily dominate sports talk radio and out-earn Ohtani’s merchandise sales…with ease.
