Jets Just Being the Jets

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I'm bradley - and I'm here to keep you from becoming the sucker at the table.

o for all you New York Jets fans out there, you've heard the chatter during the offseason about how things were going to be different this NFL season. This, of course, is after you endured the 15th consecutive year of their three year rebuilding program. So how will next year be better?

Well, to solve their quest for the quarterback of the future, they traded for Geno Smith.

Yep - 36 year old Geno Smith.

The one who, last time he wore the green and white, got his jaw broken - not in a game, but in a locker room fight. 

By a teammate.

The Jets search for a quarterback is 49 years old, ever since they waived Broadway Joe so he could end his career in L.A. with the Rams.  There has been a long list of quarterbacks that followed, some memorable, most not even. You might remember one of the recent ones being a Super Bowl winner this year - Sam Darnold.

The Jets have a magic touch for screwing up when chasing quarterbacks in the draft .The name Zach Wilson still makes Jets Nation shake its head violently,  like a cartoon character -  though Zack's mom was a media superstar for about 20 minutes when Wilson first landed in New York.

My point? Keep your money in your wallet. Any Jet fan with a working brain cell knows this is manure.  They didn't sniff at 25 year old Malik Willis, who may not be the next Lamar Jackson, but certainly would be a grade above Geno.  And don't yet count Tua Tagovialoa (TAG-oh-via-low-ah) out of the mix just yet. The Jets have a funny way of finding mediocrity, like a wizard with a diving rod finds water. 

Jet fans know their team has inherited the Cubs futility gene and understand, when it comes to screwing up in sports, this is the gold standard.

But why.... Simple. Ownership.

Don't get me wrong - I'm a big believer in Johnson and Johnson health products. I have had intimate interactions over the years with Tylenol, Band-Aids and more. But I don't think much of Woody Johnson, owner of the Jets. Wasn't it Woody who wanted Aaron Rodgers aboard the Jet express? Another great move.

The Jets have lacked solid ownership since the days of Sonny Werblin - and he doesn't get a hall pass because he moved the team from the mother land, Queens,  to New Jersey . But as long as Woody maintains ownership, this franchise is doomed to be the roller coaster ride of suck.

Jets fans, you're being played. The Jets figure your loyalty will bring you back every year, no matter how many ways they find to piss you off - if it's not quarterbacks who couldn't hit water if they fell out of a boat, to coaching, to raising prices yearly on everything from hot dogs to game tickets . They act like they're the New England Patriots led by a Tom Brady in his prime. But trust me, I get it - it's all about hope,  which is as much an addiction as the game of football itself. 

But, unless Hope is young, with strong legs, great speed, can throw a football accurately 60 yards, read a defense on the fly and make a big play when it's needed, it's just a word Jet ownership will use to cover their massive inadequacy when it comes to creating a winning football team.

I'm bradley - pay attention and don't become the sucker at the table.