After researching and analyzing like crazy, here are five things that are more pleasurable than the Ryan Fitzpatrick saga to the New York Jets fan.
It is now Jun. 2 and we are still here.“Here” is a loaded word in this case. It means OTAs have already begun and the New York Jets and Ryan Fitzpatrick are still dragging on this contract negotiation.
Never has a 33-year old journeyman quarterback experienced such a battle at the desk. Until now. His opponent at this so-called desk is Mike Maccagnan.
Suffice to say, Jets fans have had enough.
Not only is the Jets single-season record holder for touchdown passes (31) battling every bit of the way for a decent deal, but his backup was classically the driving force of the greatest laughingstock story in quite some time. (Thank you for that, IK Enemkpali.)
Every day Fitz is unsigned, Geno is the starter. This not only confuses the hell out of fans, it has divided them to a point of no return.
There are Fitz guys and Geno backers. Each have their points and will fight until the end. The only way this division starts its healing process is if/when Fitz is welcomed back into the fold with a contract.
Ah, the saga continues.
Sagas and the New York Jets are usually closely tied together. This leads us into other thoughts such as what activities would be more fruitful than following this particular saga.
So, here it is. Five things the New York Jets fan would rather do than follow what’s happening between their team and free agent Ryan Fitzpatrick:
Watch The Fake-Spike Play On Repeat
Oh the pain.
As any fan of Gang Green knows, the 1994 season under the watch of Pete Carroll changed on a dime after Dan Marino visited The Meadowlands.
The Fins were 7-4 and the Jets 6-5 and thus this game was for first place in the AFC East.
Up 17-0 and then 24-21, New York was in firm control of the game. That was, until, Marino did his thing. He drove his team to the Jets 8-yard line with just 38 seconds remaining in the game.
Obviously, you know the rest.
Poor rookie Aaron Glenn was turned around by Miami wide receiver Mark Ingram after Marino classically destroyed the entire Jets defense with the fake spike, which would soon follow as a standard for every football playbook.
The Jets went on to lose that game and their last four games in finishing 6-10. It was Carroll’s only season as Jets head coach.
Through all the pain, however, watching this one clip of NFL history is more pleasurable than following the recent goings on between the Jets and free agent quarterback Ryan Fitzpatrick.
Being the hardened Wayne Chrebet guy I am, I’m pretty proud to say I never read “Just give me the damn ball,” by Keyshawn Johnson with Shelley Smith.
Still, one could only wonder just how bad it really is.
I mean, it is a book. And reading books make us smart, right?
So what it was written by one of the more hated New York Jets of all-time. So what it’s the book of a guy who wrote about Chrebet being a team mascot.
It has to be more enjoyable than watching what’s happening with the Jets and Ryan Fitzpatrick…right?
Attend A Rich Kotite Hosted Dinner Party
I can just picture it now.
You and your wife roll up to a house in the suburbs. With wine and cake in hand, you’re both greeted by the man of the hour, the hostess with the mostess: Mr. Rich Kotite.
You, your wife, Kotite, his family, and a few other couples yuk it up around the dinner table for the next couple hours. As a Jets fan, the golden opportunity to lay some of the thickest jokes at the table at Kotite’s expense would be too good to pass up.
Jokes on Kotite aside, you’d have to endure the constant emplty cheerleading this guy performed on the sidelines for his lousy 3-13 and 1-15 Jets teams.
No thanks.
Actually, I take it back. I’ll most definitely attend a Kotite hosted dinner party over reading about what’s going in the world of the Ryan Fitzpatrick negotiation. It’d be a pleasure.
Ask Bill Belichick To Be Your Son’s Godfather
Now we’re getting to the good stuff. Now we’re approaching the stuff that’ll make you feel awfully dirty.
This is the stuff that’ll have you feeling like you’ve just sold your soul to the devil.
Asking New England Patriots head coach Bill Belichick to be the godfather of your son is one of the most irreversible sins in the history of New York Jets fandom.
On a positive note, however, all you’d have to do is name him the godfather and go through the baptism. Think about it, Ernie Adams would probably be in the corner of the church with binoculars.
But I digress…
As a couple, all you’d have to do is not die. If that happens, naming Bill the godfather would mean very little.
So yeah, naming Belichick the godfather of your son is much more appropriate than suffering through a Jets-Fitzpatrick contract negotiation.
Changing Places With Drew Bledsoe When Mo Lewis Hit Him
This one hurts, literally.
The extent to which Drew Bledsoe suffered from this Mo Lewis hit that actually kickstarted the career of Tom Brady, most people still don’t understand.
The man had internal bleeding. Many thought he was actually going to die. That’s how hard Mo hit him on this fateful 2001 day.
Just listen to the hit. My goodness.
No matter though. I’d trade places with Drew Bledsoe on this night in a heartbeat if I knew this New York Jets-Ryan Fitzpatrick saga would have never existed.
All it would be is trading one short agonizing physical pain for a long, drawn-out painful process.