Audible: Your Best Jets Stories
One of the things I love about this site is the sense of community here. Sure, we bicker and argue a bit, but like one big quasi-dysfunctional family, we all come together when it matters the most: Sundays — or the occasional Monday night — to root on our beloved Jets.
Also, like a family, we have stories to tell. This past off-season when I was doing the Thursday Top 10, it’d occasionally spark a string of memorable comments from posters — either something amusing that happened to a fan during a game, a chance encounter with a player, how the Jets brought a father and son together, etc.
Anyway, since this is a bye week and the team will be off for a few days, I thought this might be fun to start a post where we could share some of our best stories, be they sad, happy or just amusing. And since this was my idea, I’ll start with a story I’ve never told publicly before, mostly because of my embarrassment.
Let’s call it: R in CT and the Monday Night Miracle …
So it was Monday, Oct. 23, 2000, and being a Jets fan, I naturally was geared up for the Monday Night game against the hated Miami Dolphins. I invited a bunch of my buddies over — all of whom were football fans, but only one who was a Jets fan. Being a typical fan, I kept telling them all: “The Jets are going to win tonight. I know it.”
Well, you know how the game started out. And since it was a work night on the East Coast, when it got to 23-7 at the half, it was about 11 p.m., so most of the guys started leaving. Tongue half-in-cheek, I kept telling them, “But the Jets are gonna win!”
They all laughed and left. My buddy who was a Jets fan stayed until Miami scored to go up 30-7. He then shook his head and left. Although I had always watched every game every season to the bitter end, I was really tired — I was doing double duty with my 1-year-old son while my wife was pregnant with our 2nd son — so I cleaned up and got into my bed. I tried to stay awake, but as the game headed for the 4th quarter, my brain headed for dreamland.
I switched off the TV. “What happened?” my wife asked. “Is the game over?”
And then I actually said the most fateful thing ever: “Unless they make the greatest comeback in the history of the NFL, it’s over.”
The next morning’s quiet was broken by my scream. Already up with my son, my wife came running into the bedroom, where she found me standing in front of “SportsCenter.” “What happened?” she asked.
“The greatest comeback in the history of the NFL,” I said, still in shock. “And I missed it.”
Okay, that’s my story. Let’s hear yours ….
44 Responses to Audible: Your Best Jets Stories
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BubbyBrister/shovelpass says:
One time, I went to a Jets game, and…well…I think you know how the story ends…
:-)
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Pete57 says:
It was the game after the famous Monday night, Halloween game against Buffalo. Because of that game they banned bringing alcohol into the stadium. A security gaurd frisked every person as they entered. When it was my friend Paul’s turn to enter he went up to the guard with his hands already raised above his head. The guard found nothing and let him through. Paul was holding a bottle of beer in each hand.
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Bent says: I feel like I’ve told this story a thousand times before, but I stuck with the game even though it went on past 6am…at which point (first possession in OT) they said “we’re really sorry, but we now have to go to breakfast news!” and stopped broadcasting the game!
With no internet access available to me in those days, I had to wait for Wednesday’s paper to find out the final score.
As it’s bye week, I’ll pass along my own Jets story which was posted here…somehow, the second and third quarters have been lost, but if anyone wants to read them, let me know.
http://www.thejetsblog.com/2007/06/08/thoughts-come-across-the-pond-the-prelude/
http://www.thejetsblog.com/2007/06/11/thoughts-come-across-the-pond-ch-1-the-night-before-the-game/
http://www.thejetsblog.com/2007/06/13/thoughts-come-across-the-pond-ch-2-the-build-up/
http://www.thejetsblog.com/2007/06/21/thoughts-come-across-the-pond-ch-3-into-the-stadium/
http://www.thejetsblog.com/2007/06/22/thoughts-come-across-the-pond-ch-4-the-first-quarter/
http://www.thejetsblog.com/2007/07/11/thoughts-come-across-the-pond-ch-6-halftime/
http://www.thejetsblog.com/2007/07/26/thoughts-come-across-the-pond-the-wrap-up/ -
mole57 says:
Pete57 — great one. Reminds me of how we used to try to come up with elaborate smuggling schemes (balling up your fists in your gloves, with airplane bottles of bourbon in the fingers). Now we just shove it in our pockets, and they never stop us.
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Harvlis says:
my friend jay is the sickest jet fan ever. No contest. At a jet game during the strike season, jay was being interviewed in the stands. He was very opinionated and doing a nice job. As he was being interviewed, they kicked off to start the second half. Right in the middle of this tv interview, jay tells the announcer, “I can’t talk any more, the half is starting”. Most people would love to be on tv, jay would rather watch the strike team.
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Joe B. says:
Unfortunately, I slept through much of the Monday Night Miracle as well. I woke up to see them tie it at 30-30, but when the Dolphins (I think it was Shepherd from Fiedler) scored again to take the lead back, I fell asleep again, meaning I missed Jumbo’s catch and the game-winning field goal. Not something I’m proud of, but I had class early the next morning and hadn’t been sleeping well. Oops!
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Jan 15, 1983. My brother, myself, a group of Jets fans and some Giant fans are at a friends house watching the Jets Raiders playoff game. My brother used to have a small jet towel that he would throw at the TV just before an imortant play to put the “whammy” on. That day the Giants were also in a playoff game, same time as Jets. Just before Todd hits Wesley Walker with the 60 yard bomb my brother throws the towel. Whammy worked! We flip the channel to the Giants game, and Phil Simms is in the process of throwing an interception! (we hated the giants). It is forever known as the “Double Whammy” play.
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Ryan says:
For me it’s when we got Favre. That and when almost went to the super bowl 10 years ago.
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Jonathan says:
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Dan C says:
I remember it was in-between the 99-00 seasons and I was about 14 at the time. Vinny Testaverde was doing a signing at the sports memorabilia store at the nearby mall. I bought a Jets minihelmet for him to sign with the help of my Uncle. Once it was my turn to go up to him, he signed the helmet, looked at me and said “Hey there!” With my mouth agape, I couldn’t even muster a word. I froze.
He looked at me for another second. Got weirded out – and then moved onto the next kid.
Starstruck, I took my helmet home and it still rests on the mantle piece in my old bedroom today.
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Bo Healey says:
Titans hosting Bills at the Polo Grounds 12/8/62. Announcements were made at NYC High Schools that buses would pick up students at various spots around NYC and take anyone who wanted to go for free. My pick up was in front of Leemark Lanes on 88 St in Brooklyn. They took us there and it was the strangest experience in that there were no ticket takers at the gates,no ushers no security at all. We went on the field,into the dugouts and where ever else we wanted. We lost that day 20-3 with Cookie Gilchrist of the Bills scoring 2 TD’s,kicking 2 Extra Points and 2 Field Goals. Cookie was AFL MVP that year. Instead of taking the bus back which left before the game ended, we stayed, walked across the Harlem River Bridge and got on the train at the Yankee Stadium as we always did going from the Polo Grounds back to Brooklyn. I’d say a lot has changed!
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This is my earliest memory of the Jets. Namath vs. Unitas in 1972. I watched the game on TV with my dad (a Giants fan) and my older brother. Since my dad was/is a Giants fan, there was a leaning towards the Giants in the house. For those of you who don’t know about this game, it was the last time that Namath and Unitas ever faced each other and I’d put it on par with the 51-45 game against Miami. Here’s what went down:
-Namath nails Eddie Bell for a 65-yard TD pass.
-Unitas responds with a 40-yard flea-flicker TD.
-Two field goals put the Colts up 13-7.
-Namath hits John Riggins on a fly pattern for a 67-yard TD.
-Don McCauley returns the kick-off 93 yards for a touchdown. 20-14, Baltimore.
-Namath retaliates immediately. Having stretched Baltimore’s zone, he curls Bell back in for 43. Then he hits Don Maynard for a 28-yard TD.
-Gerry Philbin sacks Unitas, who fumbles. Namath spirals his third touchdown pass in a minute-and-a-half, hitting Rich Caster for 10 yards.
-At halftime Namath has 281 yards and a 27-20 lead.
-Down 30-20 in the third Johnny Unitas engineers a 14-play, 66-yard drive.
-Namath takes over and launches a 79-yard TD pass to Caster on the very next play.
-Unitas engineers another drive and marches 61 yards in nine plays before capping the drive with a 22-yarder to Tom Matte. 37-34, Jets.
-The Colts blitz but Namath was ready, and completes an 80-yard bomb to Rich Caster. 44-34.Unitas finished with his most completions ever, 26 (on 44 throws), 376 yards and two touchdowns. Namath only threw 28 passes, completing 15, yet his perfect reading of the defense produced 496 yards and six touchdowns.
My brother and I have been die-hard Jets fans ever since.
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Johnny Styne says:
Laveranues Coles publicly stating that he is psyched Brett Favre is the Jets’ quarterback is already the number one moment of the Jets’ 2008 regular season — If the Jets enjoy real success this year it will go down as one of the most significant moments in Jets history –
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Andrew Weiss says:
I was at that Unitas-Namath game. I had fifty yard line seats about 3/4 of the way up in the stadium. When I got to my seat, I was so high I was convinced I wouldn’t see a lot. Before I knew it, the ball started flying around in beautiful arcs left and right and all of the passes were flying past at eye level. I was 3/4 of the way up in the stadium!
I never forgot that airshow.
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JustAGreenGuy says:
When I was a kid my father told me that i could smoke cigars, drink, and curse, but only at Jets games.
One of my fav memories was when Boomer beat on the bungles. I was sitting probably 5 rows from the top and it was one of the first wins I went to. I remember it because instead of just punting the ball away Aguiar (I’m pretty sure it was him) ran around the endzone and tossed the ball. It took 15 minutes for the refs to decide what penalty to call.
I also slept through the monday night miracle, because I had talked so much trash and was preparing to eat crow and settle bets the next morning. Best 50 bucks I ever made.
Lastly, I was leaving a Seahawks game where the offense had been stagnant and Chad catches fire and marches the field to score the winning TD. A friend and I had left our seats and followed the drive by running from door way to door way.
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ramble914 says:
I remember going to my Aunt and Uncle’s house in Carona Queens, in 1969 to watch the Jets play in the SuperBowl. I was 7 years old. I thought Namath’s name was Joe Name-it, and couldn’t understand why everyone laughed whenever I said Name-it.
Another great memory was the Dolphins vs Jets in 1986 when O’Brien and Marino traded TD passes all afternoon, and the Jets winning in OT on a O’Brien to Walker bomb.
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Gary O. says:
My best story is when my friends and I met Mark Gastineau in NYC last year. We are all huge Gastineau fans and we were so pumped up to meet him. My friend John then asked Gastineau if he would come watch a Jets game with us. He said yes. We didn’t believe him but , sure enough, on December 9th of last year Mark showed up at John’s house. The rest is history. Check out “Night with Gastineau” on Youtube.
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charleyjet says:
Here is my Jet story as well as Shea Stadium memory. It was the season Weeb Ewbank got kicked upstairs as GM and exercised his best nepotism in hiring his son-in-law, the misnamed Charley Winner, as HC. Winner was awful. It was a late season game at Shea, I don’t recall the opponent. The Jets were having a terrible year. They had this game won, when Winner disdained going for an easy field goal and they turned the ball over on downs. The opponent came back down the field to beat the Jets by a point on a last second field goal. I was steamed. As I was walking down the ramp by myself to exit who do I see but Weeb and Phil Iselin, the owner. They are trying to get into a door that is locked. I am basically alone with the two of them, and they can’t get away. I let them have an earful about what I thought of Winner and the decision to hire him. They probably thought this madman might attack them. But I finished and went on my way, leaving them still trying to get in the locked door. It was a fan’s dream- to call out the GM and owner after a terrible loss. I have never forgotten that, all these years later.
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Eddie says:
#1 moment for me was definately the combination of the Patriots victory over the ‘Phins, followed by the Jets pummeling Favre and the Packers at home to make the playoffs. This was bittersweet as this may have been the beginning of the Pats dynasty, similarly the jets shutout Peyton Manning, that too can be seen as the maturation of a Colts team.
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Dave Heinz says:
Eddie- I was also at that game, and still think it was one of my favorites of all time. Watching Vinatieri’s kick go through on the big screen during the 1st quarter, hearing the stadium roar and knowing “win and you’re in” was incredible. The ensuing blowout was fantastic. It was freezing, but the meadowlands were a-rockin that day.
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Reprocity says:
Can anyone tell me why I can’t buy the midnight miracle on DVD for one easy payment of 24.95?
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My best memories:
Being at the monday night miracle – staying till the end – and screaming so loud I could barely talk for three days.
Same year, watching the jets come back and beat Tampa Bay on the Curtis Martin Pass to Chrebet, seeing Abraham sack and force a fumble from Shaun King and screaming so loud that my head hurt!
Catching a pass from Namath at his football camp when I was 10. This would be higher up on the list, but the Jets winning games surpasses all else.
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zenlaw says:
I’ll never forget the 1998 season.
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oscarfactor says:
I worked summers in a King Kullen supermarket in Huntington, NY – on Long Island – called the Halesite store. It was either the summer of 84 or 85. So I am sticking shelves and who walks in with his amazon wife, Brigitte – Mark Gastineau. I watch as she wheels the cart around, she does all the shopping, she puts all the groceries on the cashier belt and she bags them up and gets ready to take them outside. Meanwhile, Gastineau is eyeing all the female high school cashiers…then he picks up a People Magazine and says “should be a story in here about me.” He then walks through the line Brigitte is in, with the magazine and looks at one of our assistant managers and says “are you going to try and make me pay for it?” and just walks out.
What a total douchebag.
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junior says:
i was actually at that monday night game with a friend and i remember people startng to leave and my buddy yelling at them saying where you going it aint iver needless to say they came back after the game i went to my tailgate spot and all the guys i party with were in the lot they left early and couldnt get back in the game and had to watch it on the 13 in black and white in the lot
on a sadder note i was also at the dan marino fake spike game which broke my heart at that moment we were with a win would have been in 1st and we went down the tube the saddest part of that story was that i met dan marino in foxwoods casino and asked him if it was a planned play or was it just him
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vbsiena24 says:
My favorite memory of a game that I actually watched, was when the Jets beat the Colts in the first round of the playoffs in 2002. 41-0. That was such a decisive statement game. They started the season off 1-4 then won 9 of the next 12 games including that playoff win. Now that’s a comeback season.
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john l says:
ken o’brien to wesly walker in o.t to beat marino..great come back
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Simon Gribben says:
I was standing on the sidelines watching the miracle of Super Bowl III. I was never a sports fan even though I played defensive line for 4 years in high school at a giant 5’8″, 165lbs. I played for social standing. So, despite my desire for doing socially redeeming work, I ended up producing and directing for NFL Films in Philly from 1968 to 1970.
As a perk for creating the football ballet, “The Headcracker Suite”, my wife and I were given a trip to the Super Bowl in Miami but I had to work at the game as an assistant cameraman. I was assigned to assist Howard Neef, a ground cameraman who shot those extreme close ups of the ball in the air right into the receiver’s hands and Howard eventually became Director of Photography for NFL Films.
Howard and I had worked for the company that produced AFL highlite films before the merger brought all the teams and films under one banner, so we were both rooting for the Jets to beat the stodgy NFL. I never assisted Howard before and didn’t have his equipment mastered so someone he knew did my job and I was assigned to a folding chair on the 50 yard line, behind the Colts bench, with the understanding if the intercoms went out, I would have to run messages to the top decks.
The intercoms didn’t break down and I couldn’t see the game sitting behind the milling Colt players. So I got up and started walking back and forth with the action. As the game is turning to the Jets, Howard and I keep passing each other giving each other “I can’t believe this is happening” looks. By the end of the game we were ecstatic.
Steve Sabol was a major Colt fan and he stood dejected in an empty end zone, depressed. A great cameraman, Steve was supposed to film the winner’s locker room but he was too upset so he sent his assistant, Danny Lerner, to film the winners celebration. I went along for the ride and to do any interviews.
Namath had an average day on the field, but, in the post game locker room, he joked and baited a hundred reporters, most of them non-believers. All of this naked with a towel around his waste standing on a table. It was a hilarious blast; Namath at his smart-ass, wise-guy best. He threw zingers right and left.
There was no way I could get to Joe so I saw Matt Snell sitting by his lonesome and interviewed this spent warrior. He was exhausted. I thought he was the MVP and Jets’ management agreed with me. I read Snell got the MVPs Cadillac from the owner.
I was not a Jets fan, right away. A few years later, the Patriots were at Shea and I had become friends with the Sullivan family who had owned the Pats since they were the Boston Patriots. They got me a seat in their owner’s section but the Jets trounced them with Joe throwing like 5 TDs. I couldn’t help myself and started cheering Joe’s heroics. I was the only one cheering in the section I was sitting in.
The next time, the Patriots came to Shea, I asked the Sullivans for tickets for me and my son, John. They gave me 2 tickets that were at the very last row at the top of the stadium, 5 miles from the owners family. They had invited me to a pre-game snack before; this time inexplicably, I was not allowed in.
My full fanship, my out-of-the-closet Jets worship, started when Parcells took over. His personality and the Giants and Pats success intrigued me. I went from a fan of Tuna to a lover of the green and white. I was hooked, doomed to the SAME OLD JETS! But along comes this celebrated stranger from the south and north. I’m looking for Howard Neef. I’ve got that “I can’t believe this is happening” look again.
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JoeMustGo says:
Dec. 26, 2005, Patriots at Jets. The Christmas Miracle at the Meadowlands. As my brother is crossing the GW bridge, he realizes he left his ticket back home in LI. Too late to turn back, he figures he’ll scalp one in the parking lot and sit in the empty seat next to me. As we’re dividing up the sandwiches he picked up in Queens, a ticket literally blows out of the sky and lands at our feet. Not waiting to figure out which scalper dropped it, we grab it and make a beeline for Gate C. Naturally, the boys spoil the ending by getting beat 31-21.
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MY BIGGEST JET MEMORY WAS WATCHING FREEMAN MACNEIL ON A PITCH OR A SCREEN. HE WAS SO BOLEGGED. MAN CAN HE MAKE THOSE CUTS THOUGH. AL TOON WAS ANOTHER PLAYER I LIKED. EVERYTIME HE GOT HIT IT LOOKED LIKE WAS REALLY MESSED UP. HE WAS SO LONG. GREAT HANDS. THE RED SOX HAVE BUCKY F…. DENT AND WE HAVE A F…,,,,J DUHIE!!
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Danny Torts says:
This is my first ever post in this site, have been coming here for a few months and absolutley love this site,
Man were do i start, im only 25 so i dont have too many good ones but here’s a few:
i was at the Sehawks game when Vinny didn’t get in and we won
Our defense stuffing Shaun Alexander on the 1 yd line like 3 times in a row, rememebr, that was the year Curtis Martin won the rushing title, by 1 yard,
i work at ESPN Zone in NY and after home games, Jets players and their families usually come in and it is awesome to chat it up with Chad, Kevin Swayne, Mawae, just to name a few
Meeting Gastineau here at my job and just talking
and fav. game has to be the monday night miracle
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Simon,
Good post. I think I was at that jets-pats game you talked about. jets won something like 35-7, right? That was sweet revenge for me, because the year before, I went to my first game ever, which was jets-pats and the jets lost 24-0.
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TruJetFan says:
Watching Vinny’s Jets beat the Raiders to make the playoffs as John Hall kicks a 53 yard field goal to win, while at a bar in NY. I jump into the arms of two friends and wind up with a full page color picture of the three of us going nuts on page 2 of the Daily News the next morning.
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Michael says:
While the ’98 season was great until the second half of the AFC Championship, I was still too new a Jet fan to really feel invested in the team. Therefore, the ’04 playoff game against the Chargers is what I consider my best Jet memory. I remember watching it with my dad, and he had a Vietnam-like flashback to the Browns game in the ’86 playoffs when Barton committed the roughing-the-passer on Brees. Of course, the next play Gates gets a TD to tie up the game. Yet, we live due to a miss by Kaeding, and Doug Brien actually comes through with the game-winning kick. I don’t think I need to talk about what happened next week. Anyways, it was a great game, emotionally draining, and we won. Can’t ask for much more than that in a game.
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littlehanger says:
#1 moment by far was being able to go back to our old seats and see the Jets play the patriots earlier this month.
Granted the game may not have been the greatest or even good for that matter, it was an amazing experience to be back in the Meadowlands with the true JETS fans and more importantly my father.
I have countless other memorable and great experiences as a Jets fan: Jets v Dolphins Monday niter, Jets routing over the Colts in 2002, the Jets v Chargers OT win in 2005, and of course the win over the patriots in 2006, but none compare to the game this past month.
Now I should be able to add more games to that list, but living in Dallas it is tough for us to make it to games, but it sure is nice when we get the chance. I would also love to count some of the games I have seen videos of, but I feel that it needs to be a live experience to be meaningful and count.
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bobalounj says:
Monday Night Miracle
We went to the game with a couple of business pals in from Minn.. We hung in there till the 3qtr and I noticed my guests were getting bored, so we decided to leave and catch the rest of the game at the Bourbon Street Go Go bar on the way home. The comeback started as we were heading south on the NJ turnpike…by the time we reached the bar we realized that a comeback was in progress. The bar only had few patrons and most dancers were sitting idle. I shouted…its going to get busy here in a few minutes and they all looked at me perplexed. A stream of Jets fans from the game homed in on this bar. The placed was soon filled 4 deep at the bar chanting J E T S…I gave a dancer a tip and also my ticket stub… She tucked my ticket stub in her g string and ended up with many more stubs. I have always felt guilty leaving the game but at least we had a good plan B -
Pipe Major says:
First Monday night game for the Jet’s at the Meadowlands, 1985. We get on a coach bus from West Hempstead, LI. The bus is packed…food, kegs of beer, etc. But once we get to the Cross Bronx Expressway we come to a complete halt. Eventually someone tells the bus driver to get off and head up to Westchester Avenue.
So the bus driver decides this is a good idea. Driving off the ramp from the expressway, sitting a quarter of the way back on the bus, the three-foot-wide stanchion that is there to hold up the elevated train tracks seems to be coming straight towards the middle of the windshield. I see it…my father sees it…but he bus driver doesn’t see it! He crashes the bus directly into the stanchion, bodies and kegs go flying, guys are bleeding, and the bus driver is fearing for his life.
After waiting for the cops, and a replacement bus, we eventually get to the Meadowlands as half-time is coming to an end.
Luckily the J-E-T-S squish the Fish. But just to add insult to injury we wind up being the last vehicle in the parking lot, waiting for one loser in a stupor who can’t find his way back to the bus!
Needless to say, since then we always take our own car!
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Nick says:
My favorite Jets memory is watching that O’Brian/Marino OT Classic. I was in the garrage working on my bike (I was always working on my bike as a kid). Somehow I had convinced my dad to let me bring out the TV. I saw the game on a 19 inch black and white tv, but it was the best game i ever saw….
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moLewisrules says:
I’ll always be so grateful that my friend and I stayed for “one more down” when the Jets were down 30-7 in that Monday Night Miracle game. It was already 4th quarter so we didn’t get our hopes up yet, we just figured we’d take one of the 80,000 empty seats that were much closer to the field than ours, and wait out “one more down”. By the time the Jets came w/i two scores, nothing was gonna get us to leave and we had walked from my seats in the upper corner (about 10 rows from the back) all the way to the 3rd row downstairs at the goalline, right where Jumbo caught his TD. I’ll never forget how proud, and privileged every remaining fan in that stadium felt to be there in the end. I can’t imagine any of us made it into work the next morning, but I couldn’t stop smiling for days.
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jet4lif says:
Just like others mine is the “Monday night miracle”. Just a yr before that I moved to USA(NYC) and had no idea what football is. I had started to appreciate and learn football and especially the passion for the sport. The jets were not really my favorite team but neither were any others. Although I had seens more jets games than other teams thanx to a couple of my colleagues who always had the “same ole jets” pain beaming through their discussions.
But monday night changed that(I think it was somewhere around the Jumbo Elliot TD that sealed the deal).
I finished the game till the end but the real joy happened next day early morning when I had to disclose the news to my colleagues. The look on their face. Priceless.
I’ve been bleeding green ever since and wherever I moved since then and im proud to say I have had it much better last 9 yrs than most of you going through various pains in the last 30 yrs. I didnt feel the Kotite yrs or the HC of NYJ pain. My only wish is to see the JETs play another Superbowl in my lifetime. I’ll be there wherever it is played. -
Mike G says:
Back in the 80′s at Shea watching my buddy John run on the field, durring a commerical break, grab the game ball and run like hell for the sidelines trying to make it back to the stands. It even got to the point where Kleco would be yelling along with us “Go John Go!” With security chasing him all over the field
Another great memory was the last game at Shea. At the end of the game a lot of people were running wild and grabbing momentos. I got split up from my buddies. If my memory serves me right we won that game to get into the playoffs. While one of the goalposts is being ripped down I see this one crazy guy at the top of the goalpost with his number one finger raised in the air while it’s coming down. The next day my buddy Gerod opens the center page of the Daily News and says “Look they got my picture in the paper” He was the crazy guy at the top of the goalpost.
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Rick Molina says:
I was in the Army serving in Alaska when the Monday Night Miracle was airing. I was so upset on how bad the Jets were doing I called my brother in NY and started complaining to him and he was like what are you talking about they won the game. Being in Alaska there was a 2 hour delay and the Jets were still doing horrible. I quickly went around talking smack and taking bets that the Jets would come back and win it and ended up making 400 dollars that night…Go Jets
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Fan since 1967; first game I remember was Namath throwing 6 picks against Oilers in 28-28 tie…Sweetest Jet win, besides SB3, would be 1981 home win against Miami, 16-15, followed by win over Packers in last game to get into playoffs. I was at both, the feeling was almost religious.
Being a Jet fan means to suffer, however, and I have Jet scars that no one can see…you name a year, and I will cite at least one game, or more, where we lost a game to a clearly inferior opponent, usually at home, no less.
Chad And Hte Melting Pot…
so im from shelton, ct and i was in darien, ct for a nice night out to dinner with my gf at the melting pot… a fondue joint but like high class last august… so as im eating i look around and see chad pennington sitting there wth i beileve his fiancee or wife… it was amazing chad was and is still one of my fav jets ever… so i couldnt help myself and i went over to say hi shake his hand and jsut to say i admire him, he said well if you want take a seat with your gf and have dinner with us needless to say it was 8:40pm when that happened we didnt leave till 11:30.. talking joking laughing easily one of the best moments of my life… the nicest guy i have ever met… we kept in contact after that as well for a while… i picked up the check as a token of my thanks for being a cool guy…
2nd story was is my cuz works at a hilton in ct and i cgot a call from her to swing by… so i did and gastineau was there got his autograph and talked with him for a but…