Sunday, September 22, 2013

Make football, not war

It's always fun to shock people. Football fans, especially. I've been a New York Jets fan all my life. Why? I don't know. Maybe I like the abuse. The constant frustration. The feeling that I'm going to throw up even after they win a game, like they did today. They beat the Buffalo Bills 27-20, in a game they dominated from a statistical standpoint. Yet they committed a team record 20 penalties that helped keep the Bills in the game until the end.

I was coming home from the sports bar and decided to stop for Wendy's. I'm wearing my Jets #80 Wayne Chrebet jersey, as always, and I get up to the window and the guy inside smiles and says, "Jets fan, huh?' Well, yes, that's fairly clear, I reply. Let me go out on a limb and guess that you are a Dolphins fan, right? This is South Florida after all. He nods. I jump back in and say, "Congratulations, that was a big win today for you guys, Tannehill really pulled through there." He looks at me with this stunned look on his face and just says, "Yeaaah, it was awesome....thanks?"


A good rivalry should be about mocking each other with funny pics.

I used the question mark there since I don't think he expected a Jets fan to be so complimentary. To be honest, I was quite glad he didn't drop my food in shock. Many fans of the Jets can be a little caustic, which may or may not have to do with not making it to the Super Bowl in the last 44 years or knowing that we'll being hearing about the "Butt fumble" for the rest of our lives. You see, I am a Jets fan, but I'm not an asshole. I'm an intelligent sports fan and I take pride in knowing more about the game than most people. The Dolphins proved they are a team to be reckoned with today by rallying late to beat the Atlanta Falcons, a popular Super Bowl by many experts, 27-23. I applaud their success today. I won't if they beat the Jets later in the season, but at least I won't be that typical, angry fan that goes down in defeat by saying that your team sucks right after they beat my team.

It's football. It's supposed to be fun. It gives you a few hours to escape all of life's realities.

Cherish the wins and the people you celebrate them with. Never forget the defeats and your pals who suffered right there with you. Most of all, enjoy the beer and wings.