I have been a Jets fan for the past 47 years. For the majority of the years, the Jets would always give you a little hope, but you always knew deep down that we were never getting anywhere near the Super Bowl. And you followed with the usual "same old Jets" trepidation. So, you could never get hurt too bad. Mid Season you're 3 and 5 or 4 and 4 and you're not surprised. It's like eating at an okay restaurant. You satisfied your hunger, it wasn't a great experience, but you expected that. But this year things seemed different. This year we had a "Super Bowl quality defense." This year we had a "hall of fame quarterback." And after all these years of knowing who I root for, a team that missed playing in the super bowl because of mud (yes mud), you would think this cursed franchise could never ever get my hopes up. Yet, unbelievably, they got me this year, hook, line and sinker. Like I really thought we had a chance. Really believed it. Playoffs for sure. Now, after watching offensive football that a high school team could likely outperform, I question how I could have ever fallen for such nonsense. But I promise you, it will never happen again.