I'm rooting for the Jets, just like last week, and the week prior, and the Bengal game to conclude the season, and thank heaven for the 29-15 decision over the Colts, the greatest game of the season.
The Jets are headquartered 1300 miles away. You lose to them once, you get another chance. How is that anything comparable to college when the rival is in your own back yard and a loss means an entire year to stew about it and hear jabs from friends and co-workers with allegiance from the other school? College rivalries define right and wrong, competence and incompetence. You compete for the same kids and when they reject you and then defeat you in a rival's uniform it's agonizing because you remember the recruiting process, and how close it was, or wonder why you never looked at a kid who ended up with your arch rival. In the pros it's a vague potpourri, players from here and there. They didn't choose you among dozens of offers. You plucked them. They take your paycheck for a few years. We beat the Jets twice. Did it ruin their season? In college you can have a miserable season yet deliciously derail your rival with one fluke Saturday.
I'm probably more baffled by it than others because I'm a USC alum. In that city you literally stand in line next to UCLA students and alumni at movies, or wherever, and have to deal with the most recent result ad nauseam if it went against you. Meanwhile, every summer I visit Saratoga for a few weeks and run into countless Jets fans. Means nothing. Hand shakes and laughs. Maybe I should bark at them.
I'm a Dolphin fan since boyhood who pegged the Jets as my #2 team more than 40 years ago, late in the regular season that they eventually defeated the Colts to change history in Super Bowl III. I attended that game. The city of Miami rooted for the Jets in huge percentage and shared incredible pride that the AFL had pulled it out to earn legitimacy. Those are burned images and memories I'm hardly going to toss them aside. When I adopted the Jets as #2 I doubt I understood the concept of same division. Namath was a fascinating character, and the Heidi game transcended sports it was so bizarre.
The recent Herald articles are comical. I remember when the city had grown ups occupying the sports columnist positions and radio talk shows. Ed Pope and John Crittenden and Charlie Nobles and Sonny Hirsch and Luther Evans never stooped to juvenile tactics, taunting readers and listeners in terms of who they were supposed to root for, and why. The locker room aspect is particularly pathetic. Is that a blessed locker room? The stadium is so flimsy we change the name every other year, and scramble to dump hundreds of millions into so-called improvements. But now we're petrified who might occupy the bowels for a few hours. Let's see, are we keeping tabs on which locker room the AFC will use in the Pro Bowl? Horrors if it's ours and some Bills and Patriots filter in there.
There's a known issue in political polling called the Shy Tory Factor. It was observed in England during the '90s, the conservative Tory party always underestimated in the polls due to voters apparently reluctant to tell pollsters they planned to vote Tory. I guarantee the same principal applies here. Posters are intimidated to speak out in favor of the Jets due to guaranteed abuse from other members, similar to the comments above; the turn in your Dolphin fan card, and similar babble. The actual percentage of Dolphin fans who will root for the Jets is significantly higher than indications here, or in any type of voluntary poll. It would be the easiest wager of all time.