Jets won a great battle. That’s what matters to me. Let’s enjoy the moment. It’s here, it’s now, couldn’t care less about the Fish on a good day, never mind wasting time to read about Miami and his egomaniac HC for something that happened thirty years ago.
"Sheesh dude. We’re men discussing football, not women fighting for the last spot in the middle school ballet." You guys are freakin' hilarious - you bitch like old women when I post and you bitch like children when I don't. And it's all because your tender egos cannot abide someone who disagrees with you. I don't give a crap what you guys want but I am getting some certain satisfaction that I hold such an important place in your minds. And that's using the term extremely loosely.
