I don’t *hate* the Boston Bruins, although a rivalry would be realistic between my Original Six team (the Rangers) and their O6 team.
I don’t *dislike* the Boston Red Sox, although my Mets played them in the 1986 World Series, but you know the old saying…”The enemy of my enemy…” Etc., etc. (And well, I really REALLY dislike the Yankees, for certain).
My mother makes fun of me. She claims that my bias against Boston and surrounding areas is a “New York Superiority Thing.” I can’t disagree, although it’s not a conscious thing. My friend Ms. Chap said it best…when she moved to Boston for three years after spending most of her life in the New York surrounding areas, she said, “I hated it on sight.” I felt the same way the first time I ever visited Beantown.
No disrespect to my Boston brothers and sisters. I just don’t care for it all that much up there.
But hey, my dislike of the New England Patriots? Yeah, it’s intense. And it’s for shizzle. For realz. You get the idea, I’m sure. I certainly have an East Coast Bias, and it has nothing to do with their location. They’re certainly my Jets’ enemy, and I relish that like no other. Like I’ve said before, there’s no shit talker like an NFL shit talker, and there’s no bias like an NFL bias.
Possibly because their pretty boy Tom Brady is their star QB. Although I think he’s kind of like the “Derek Jeter” for lack of a better term QB of NE. He’s a media ho’, a guy whose likeness is everywhere. I can’t deny he is talented. I really can’t. And yes, I can acknowledge that my guy, Mark Sanchez, is a teensy bit overrated. That, I think, has more to do with New York-sized expectations, though. This is the pretty boy bowl, for sure. And no one likes a pretty boy. Unless, you know, you root for one.
So the Jets have a huge amount of expectations steeped upon them this year. Two years in a row, the young-ish team has made it to the Conference championship game, to fall just short each year. To say there’s a high level expected of them this season is without a doubt an understatement.
Yet, after a strong home start, then falling short two games on the road, people are freaking the funk about them potentially coming back to JetLife Stadium next weekend being 2-3.
Yet, they seem to forget that this is a team that goes through these hiccups each season, that they could just as easily be 3-2 coming back home. It wouldn’t be the best case scenario, but it’s a decent case and they could make up for the lack of goodwill these last two games by taking this from the Patriots.
It also would intensify the rivalry. I mean, look at Twitter during these games. Lots of shit talkers on each side. It’s fun, and it’s real. It’s East Coast Bias, through and through.
The Jets are taking this game seriously too. The Jets know they’ve been knocked around, they don’t need to read the local papers and listen to the Monday morning QBs about it, they are very aware. They also realize how important it is to win against the Jets. Key to the game this week: Make it Physical.
Nick Mangold has been out nursing an ankle injury. There was a chance he was to come back last week, but he’s declared himself fit for duty today. This will certainly change the dynamic of their running game, which happens to be the Patriots’ strong point. Either way, the dynamic needs to change. One game can change that dynamic, for better or worse. Things can get a little hairy, as Santonio Holmes, Plaxico Burress and Derrick Mason have voiced grievances over the playcalling (recent whipping boy Brian Schottenheimer coming under fire too for it).
You know what I say about that? PUT ON YOUR BIG BOY PANTS AND DEAL WITH IT! You’re playing the New England goddamn Patriots, for fuck’s sake. Take the bull by the balls, and kick their asses all over Gillette Stadium.
Now, that I’m done with that. I really really don’t like the Patriots. So we win this week, and do what you want when you get back to JetLife, as long it means winning. Kthxbye.