So This Is Purgatory, Huh?

For some back story, here's how the football season works for me:

I get revved up for fantasy football, for which I always have high hopes, and never expect to be disappointed.

I get revved up for the Jets, for which I always have high hopes, and always expect to be disappointed.

My fantasy football season was seemingly over before it started. Favre was nowhere near the QB he was last season. Addai? Hurt. Pierre Thomas? Hurt. Traded for Randy Moss, didn't work. Jets defense? Not the statistical phenoms they should have been. I ended up starting Fred Jackson and Danny Woodhead in week 13. Needless to say it was horrible.

Luckily, the Jets started off swimmingly. In fact, only one time in the first 11 weeks did the Jets and my fantasy team win together. And the Jets started 9-2. Yea, fantasy was that bad.

Now that my fantasy season is thankfully over, and I can start making changes in the front office, my attention fully turns to the Jets. And as John Malkovich said in Rounders, I feel so unsatisfied. Except there was no quickie.

The Jets lost yesterday. When the Jets lose, I generally stay away from ESPN for six days. There's no SportsCenter. There's no NFL Live. I don't read articles. I just wait for the next game and hope they turn it around. I know what happened in the game, I don't need the 'experts' to tell me what happened.

So as I said, the Jets lost yesterday. Today should be a day of mourning. There's no way I should have watched the last hour of Mike & Mike. But because the Jets gained a playoff berth thanks to the other Rex in the league, Grossman, today has a strange feel to it.

But do not tell me the Jets backed their way in. They started 9-2. Charmed. Lucky. I don't care what you want to call it, they were winning games. Bad teams find ways to lose, good teams find ways to win. And that's what the Jets had been doing. If they started 0-5 and went on a hot streak to now be 10-5, they'd be as good as their record. And that's what they are. 2 out of 3 times they have found ways to win. They beat NE. They beat Pitt.

During the Herm Edwards years the Jets backed their way in. 9-7. Herm even had to bring the playoff invitation (I didn't know there was a physical invite) to a press conference, to show they were qualified to go.

This year? No way.

While the northeast is now frozen over from a blizzard, all the talks in NY football this week are about meltdowns. The talks are about how both teams are losing momentum down the stretch. But for some reason, because David Garrard threw off his back foot in overtime in Washington, allowing the Jets to play meaningful football in January, I don't feel so bad today.

Rex, rest your starters next week. Why risk getting hurt? You have nothing to prepare for in practice. No more breaking legs going full speed. There are enough injuries afoot as is. Lay low, let Sanchez rest, and go to Indi/KC Wild Card weekend healthy as possible.

Just don't let Buffalo beat you to end the season. Cause even in this bitterly cold weather, that's hell.


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