I went to the Jets-Dolphins game Monday night, where we lost with a minute remaining in the game.
The blurry guy is me. I’m pretty damn die hard.
Aside from the usual cast I go with (this time only my friend Sean) we brought a newcomer, who had never been to a game before. The loss was the perfect introduction into what it’s like to be a Jets fan. They make you dream, and then they crush those dreams in a barrage of blocked punts and butt fumbles.
I’ve said it before, but it deserves repeating...
Published on December 03, 2014 16:17