Tomorrow I take all my Jets clothing that are hanging in my closet and I put them away until next year. This is a sad occasion but I can say that I was proud to wear my colors for an extra three weeks into the postseason. Something I have not done since 1998.
Those who know me well, know that I take losses hard. And today was another hard loss that will take days for me to get over. And I don't want to talk about it and I don't want any pity. It'll take some time but I will recover, I always do.
I remember in my first college class, Sociology 101, we took a lifestyle test to compute how long we could live. I scored pretty high until I got to the question about competition. It's funny, I don't think that I am that competitive. When I play sports, I play for fun and I absolutely hate it when some stupid jock ruins the game by being overly competitive. But I am extremely competitive as a fan. I am not the type to brag about my teams, I hate those types of fans. I believe in sportsmanship, not being a loud-mouthed braggart.
But I am loyal to my team. I cheer loudly for my team, I become invested in my team. In the extreme sense, I feel that I am a part of that team. And with the heartache of a loss, I suffer that same heartache. Because of this, I lost five years of my life in that sociological test. Being such a devoted fan has robbed me five years of my life. Honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way. I will be a New York Jets fan until the day I die. Which is five years closer than I thought.
But I have to admit that this Jets season was special. Especially since we played 3 more games past what I thought was the end of the season. And I see a tremendous potential in the future for my Jets team. But I'll blog about that next year when the new season starts. Wait until next year.