(Disclaimer: This is one of my philosophical posts, that have started since I was ill. Try not to lose your lunch if it’s too corny for you.)
We have the greatest fans in the world, don’t we? We certainly have some of the most passionate, rabid fans in the world. You know what I mean? You can never curb the enthusiasm of a Jets fan, no matter what the team is going through. Jets fans are here to stay.
Lately, I have been thinking about that, and wondering why? Why do we stay? It’s not like we have been given a lot of reason to celebrate with this team. The heartbreak has outweighed the jubilation significantly. Heaven’s sake, most of us have lived through more losing seasons than winning seasons. A majority of the people reading this, myself included, were not alive at the time of the Super Bowl. We have suffered with the Jets through a lifetime to date of screaming, drinking, heartache and pain.
Why do we do it?
Because they are always there for us.
What am I talking about? A lot of things change in life. Friends come and go. Jobs are lost, new ones are gained. Family situations change, they grow, unfortunately they reduce. We marry, we divorce. Situations in our lives change, and they change all the time.
But who is always there, and will always be there? The New York Jets. From August through December, or God willing January, the Jets are always there, like clockwork. Whether they excite us, anger us, make us happy, or disappoint us, they are always there. That’s for sure. And that’s important. With everything else changing on us all the time, we hold onto consistency.
The Jets are here for us consistently, no matter what. That’s why we stay, because we can count on them.
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