My older brother is the reason why I'm a Jet fan. The Jets were always on since i was a small kid. I'll always love this team no matter what even though they rip your heart out and will probably lead me to an early grave with the aggrevation and losing.
When I was a kid Namath was a hero so it just made sense to root for him. This was, unfortunetly, after we had already won the SB.
The first game i ever saw was Colts - Jets in 2003. I saw them losing 38-31 and i have been a fan ever since...
Curtis fucking Martin thats why ... my favorite running back of all time, I became a Jets fan in 1998 when I started becoming more interested in the NFL, I never wanted to be a Giants Fan for some reason, they never appealed to me
When I was nine I lived in a small town in Arizona. All my friends were your prototypical bandwagoneers changing their favorite team each year with the winning SB champs. I decided since I had no favorite team I needed to choose one and stick with em'. So I sat in my room staring at a poster with all the teams helments staring back. I liked the Jets logo on the poster so I picked the Jet as my team. I am now 31 and still wonder how in the hell I am a Jets fan in AZ but I would not change it for anything. All I want for christmas is for the Jets to kick flippers ass on Sunday! Merry Christmas everyone!
Have told this story many times but oh well I guess this thread just never stops being made. In 2001 I was bored and at my dad's and i hated the raiders more than any team at the time and if we would have beaten them we would have made the playoffs (and i think it hurt their chances of seeding or something, idk long time ago) and i had the most respect for vinny and especially curtis. so i just thought to myself, i think i'll follow this team... well we lost next week to the raiders (in the wildcard) and then next year rolls around..we start 0-4... and man i just didnt give a shit about the packers or anything, i was too upset about the jets...and i didnt know why but i had just discovered i bled green. then my boy chad came in and led us to the playoffs and yada yada yada you the know the story from there
I became a jets fan because of my Uncle Tom. He was a big influence in my early childhood. My parents were divorced and at times he was more of a father figure then my father. I would spend summers with him and my cousins. It must of been all the Jets stuff hanging in the garage and how he would talk about them. No one else beside him was a Jets fan in my family. Sadly he lost his life on 9/11. So when i joined TGG.com I figured the best name i could use would be one in his honor. Luckly I managed to get my younger brother to be a big JETS fan so i am not alone anymore in my family. Well thats where i became a Jets fan from. Merry Christmas everyone! and Here is to you UNCLE TOM!:beer:
I'm 17 years old and I've been a Jets fan since the 97' season which I believe was the last season with Foley at QB. So even though I was very young, I just loved football. My dad was a Giants fan, but I actually got him into liking the Jets. In 1998 I got into the sport more seriously and my dad and I got a whole bunch of food for the 98' championship game. We all know how that went. Even so I've been a die-hard gang green fan ever since!
I grew up in queens ny. One xmas when I was 6 my dad got me and my brother one of those full uniforms in a box (70's) shoulder pads and all. Well my bro got the giants and I got the jets and the rest is history! Now 35 yrs later I wish I got the giants uniform!
Born and raised in south texas, started watching football around the mid 90s, went to my first Jets game in 98 vs Seattle, instantly became a huge fan (I was 14). Ironically, a good buddy of mine went to the very next home game vs the Pats when he was in NY and became a huge fan as well. It makes it a lot easier to cope with disappointments when you have someone you know that's going through them as well
I became a Mets fan at 6 years old in 1984 and just decided to become a Jets fan in '85. Been a strong Jets fan ever since. It's not easy being a fan of any other than the Steelers here in western Pennsylvania. I don't get to see a lot of Jets game on TV here so I go Buffalo Wild Wings at the nearby mall to watch a lot of games. It's hard to pick up 770 AM here, sometimes it comes in real clear other times not at all. When all else fails i follow the play-by-play at NFL.com Game Center. So even at 30 years old...I've been through a lot of misery, but unlike some people on here I cheer hard to win every game and never lose faith (as hard as that is at times)!
I was originally a Giants fan as a young lad. I switched over to the Jets around age 5 or 6 because they were my father's favorite team. At age 2 and 3 my favorite things were dinosaurs, the NFL, and Sesame Street. I was watching football at a very young age, although I obviously didn't understand most of it. I was attracted to the Giants helmets and colors. Sadly, when I got a little older I went along with my father. The switch from the Giants to the Jets made me miss out on 4 Super Bowl appearances and 3 Super Bowl victories.
Late 1970's early 1980's and getting 10 minutes of Superbowl highlights was my introduction to football. Roll on a couple of years we got a 60 minute highlight show of 1 game per week and amateur football started here. I watched some games and started playing poorly and then stopped. Came back in the late 90's still sucked as a player. The 86 Divisional playoff game aganst the Browns highlights were shown and that became me as a Jets fan. Many years of trying to scoop up any info I could via forces radio, import newspapers and the very occasional highlights. Internet and satellite TV made it easier. Made the first of a number of extended in season trips to the East Coast in 1995 I have indoctrinated my stepson also. Met his mother when he was 15, he's now 20 watches every game with me and he has started to try out for an amateur team here. Heart kinda swells. We were at the last two international series games in London, wearing our Greeen and took no bull from any of the Fins, Pats Steelers et al fans we came across.
Parcells was the reason I became a Jet fan...but frankly I could have easily ended up a fan of 10 other teams...I a soccer fan and sports fan in general but with a few exceptions always root for the underdog...I am not sure if it was the ESPN classic showing of SBIII or that the Jets were lovable losers that strengthened my resolve... The funny thing about all this is that my soccer team was just like the Jets..always choking and a laughing stock with no major trophies in 4 decades...the past few years...well they just cant lose like a NE of sorts...lets hope the Jets follow suit....
I grew up in the '50s and attended a few Giants games, but never settled on one particular football team. In 1967, at the height of the Vietnam War, I volunteered to serve in the US Army and was accepted into Officer Candidate School. After jumping with the 82nd Airborne Division at Ft. Bragg, I got my orders for Vietnam and was sent home on Christmas leave for 30 days in December, 1968, before I was due to ship out, and I got to watch a Jets playoff game and got into it. My uncle lived in Baltimore and we knew he was a Colts fan, so my dad calls him up the morning of Superbowl III and offers to make a bet with him. Now, my dad is looking for points mind you, but uncle Jim didn't want to hear any part of that. He tells my dad, "Your QB Namath is running around telling everybody you guys don't need points, he's going to win it outright," so my dad says, "Yeah, okay, screw it, I'll take the Jets even up with no points." Now, I'm like, WTF just happened here? You should have tried to get some points, but I'm like, "Whatever." So may dad and I watched the game together and you know the outcome. Four days later I'm in Newark Airport with my duffle bag, enroute to the Republic of Vietnam. I thought about many things while I was over there... many things about home. And one of them was just being able to sit and watch a football game with my dad. I really looked forward to just coming home and doing that. Luckily, I did come home a year later and started watching the Jets games again, some of them with my dad. And here I am today, still hooked, and one miserable son of a bitch.
The newly formed Channel 4 in England started showing NFL when it started in late 1982 ( I was 9) . The first match I happened to catch (must have been the first or second game ever broadcast in England) was Jets @ Raiders. I was fascinated by this crazy new sport and instantly loved the name 'New York Jets' and also the coolest player name Wesley Walker - hence the avatar. Jets won 17-14 and I was hooked. It was some time later that I realised the significance of that game with it being a play off match and our last road win in the play offs for 22 years. That whole New York thing really got to me and, at a time in British playgrounds when kids started adopting NFL and then MLB teams, I just stuck with a blanket policy of all New York teams, so I now follow Jets, Giants (although secondary to Jets) Mets, Yankees, Rangers, Islanders and Knicks. Everyone in England it seemed became a Bears fan in 1985 and The Fridge was everyone's favourite player. Thankfully my blanket New York policy paid off when I had the Jets race to 10-1, Giants 9-2 and the Mets winning the World Series the following fall. Happy times - shame it didn't last where the Jets were concerned. One of these days I'll get my ass over to finally visit NY and see a game there. Seeing Giants at Wembley was all well and good but I want to be part of a J-E-T-S chant one day and view an NFL game in its proper environment.
