New Orleans vs Indianapolis.
And the Steelers will be drinking beer and watching the Super Bowl on TV. AS Frank DeFord would point out-socialism appears to have worked.
But don’t ask a Jets fan that:
I almost don’t have the heart to write this, but I can’t help noticing a striking and appalling similarity between the New York Jets and the Democratic Party—perennial losers both, despite frequent sparks of promise, whose most memorable talent is finding creative ways to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory. For instance, if someone had told me a year ago today, as we were celebrating Barack Obama’s inauguration, that the president’s signature first-year effort, health care reform, would be on life support 365 days later because Teddy Kennedy’s Senate seat had been won by a right-wing former Cosmo model, I would have said that’s as probable as a team hiring and then losing the best coach in football in less than 24 hours, or losing a key game on a fake spike, or… Jets fans with better memories than mine can, I’m sure, come up with dozens more aptly ludicrous examples. Ludicrous: like taking power after the other party has spent the previous eight years running the country into a ditch and a year later finding yourself in disarray and retreat while the party of demonstrated failure regains the upper hand. Or winning the popular vote in a disputed presidential election but then somehow ceding both the tactical and moral high ground. Or, after years in the wilderness, finally electing a popular, effective president who squanders nearly his entire second term for a couple of blowjobs.
Same Old Jets. Same Old Dems.
Today, of course, “Gang Green” is riding high, confident of a coming victory in Indianapolis. Cocky, even. Good luck with that, Jets fans. Sadly, I’m actually a 49er fan, which these days, to extend the political-football metaphor, is like being a Whig.
I’d say that paragraph is pretty accurate. Go Colts!