| 26 October 2010
Don't you dare try that shit again!
As the Giants manhandled a physically and emotionally defeated Cowboys team on Monday Night Football, proving to a national audience they are the "class" of a putrid NFC, sportswriters naturally jumped to a premature conclusion: The Jets and Giants are on a crash-course for Super Bowl XLV. Sprawled across Twitter were journalists asking their followers who would win a Jets-Giants championship contest. Even the Jets-hating, narcissist that is Rich Cimini insinuated the game is a realistic possibility.
I love New York sports rivalries. Rangers-Islanders games are as much fun as you can have at a sporting event. The 2000 World Series was the most exciting (and disappointing) six-day stretch of my sports-loving career. Heck, I even get juice out of watching highlights from the seven Subway Series World Series New York hosted from 1947 to 1956 (then again, that's because I have no life)!
Jets-Giants, though?
Eh. Not for me.
Tell me the greatest moment in the history of the rivalry.
(Waiting...)
That's right. There is none. Some older, haggard Gang Green supporters (sorry, MK!) will point to Broadway Joe's hobbled bootleg at the Yale Bowl during the 1970 preseason as the franchise's most significant victory, but in reality that's just Jets fans having nothing else to celebrate.
My point is: Who cares if the Jets play the Giants in the Super Bowl? Winning or losing to the Giants would have no effect on my immeasurable happiness or extreme depression following the game. When the Mets lost the World Series though, it was, "Man, that sucks. (kick in nuts) And we lost to the Yankees." That wouldn't be the case here.
Most importantly though, the last time talk of an all East Rutherford Super Bowl was discussed came in late November 2008. The Jets and Giants sat atop their respective divisions, playing as well as you could possibly play, and the back pages were splattered with super cheesy headlines. Naturally, Plaxico Burres shot himself in the leg that week and the Jets followed up his idiocy with an embarrassing home loss to the Broncos.
The teams combined to win zero playoff games that season.
So when you get all suped up about an early February clash between New York's football teams, just remember where that conversation will take you.
It's certainly not a warm winter weekend in Dallas.
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