Hey:
Sorry we didn’t publish last week and that we were late this week.
Hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving
Gotta start off with the Jets...
So against my better judgement, I watched the Jets-Raiders showdown on Sunday. You all know the dilemma I face with my beloved Gang Green; I can’t watch them and root against them, even though about the only hope they have is to lose out and get the number one pick.
Watching them play the second half on Sunday, I didn’t know what team I was watching. They seemed to run at will on the Raider defense, and while no one would confuse their defense Sunday with the 70’s Steel Curtain, they didn’t look like the matadors they usually look like either. I remarked on social media that if they were going to remain perfectly imperfect they were going to have to pull something special.
Alas, they didn’t disappoint.
The Raiders had 4th and 3 deep in Jets territory and were unable o get the first down, giving the ball back to the Jets with 1:42 left and the Jets up by 4. At that point, I figured all the Jets had to do was run out the clock and we’d have our first victory of the year, against a team with a winning record nonetheless. So I went to the kitchen to have dinner. Figuring even with the win, we still might have a shot at Trevor Lawrence.
Silly me.
For starters the Raiders still had all their timeouts, just one example of which team actually has a coaching staff who knows what they are doing. (More on that to follow) So unless the Jets got themselves a first down, the Raiders could still get the ball back. The way the Jets had been running the ball, I figured they could get at least one first down.
But nothing doing. The Jets went three and out, and punted back to the silver and black. Not a great punt either. Still there was 35 seconds left.
After spiking the ball to stop the clock and an incomplete pass, Raiders QB Derrick Carr put up a wing and a prayer to a wide open Henry Ruggs III for the game winning TD.
And why pray tell, was Mr. Ruggs III wide open? Well remember a paragraph or two back when I discussed how much better coached the Raiders are? Well here is exhibit number 2.
Jet defensive coordinator Gregg Williams decided it would be a great idea to blitz his safeties, instead of what every other coach in football would have done and had the safety guard against the long pass.
Carr described himself as “thankful” when he saw the blitz coming. I bet he was.
I only got to see this monstrosity thanks to the power of the DVR, because I was eating a deliciously cooked dinner while all this was going on. When I was finishing dinner I saw the Raiders celebrating. “I’m not seeing this am I” I asked out loud. Assured that I was, all I could do was shake my head.
I was pissed off. I know I had no right to be, a loss is better in the long run, and shame on me for leaving the TV before the game was over. But still, this was a hard pill to swallow. An old friend of mine from high school (a Steelers fan) took an informal poll asking if us Jets fans were laughing or crying. I told him I’d rather have lost the way the Chargers lost to the Patriots (45-0) than to lose like that.
I’ve heard so may stories about another Jets-Raiders game that took place a little more than 52 years ago. Another game the Jets had in the bag, but blew it at the end. That game took place in Oakland, and nobody in NY got to see the end because at 7PM EST, NBC left the game to show the movie Heidi.
The teams were the same, the location was different and unless you were a dope like me and went to get food, you got to watch the whole debacle.
One other difference: After the Heidi game in 1968, the Jets went on to win the Super Bowl. This year we are hoping to go 0-16 in the hopes of drafting a franchise QB who still might go back to college for another year.
Sad state of affairs.
Then to top it off, I got to watch the Giants, with their backup QB go into Seattle and knock off the heavily favored Seahawks. I mean I have nothing against Big Blue, I think it’s another sign of these crazy times that a team could be 5-7 after 13 weeks and lead their division. It just made the Jets loss sting a bit more.
That said, am I the only one around here who thinks Colt McCoy is an awesome name for a quarterback? Nothing against Daniel Jones, but someone named Daniel Jones should be heading up Joe Biden’s economic team or teaching physics at Harvard.
Colt McCoy? That sounds like someone who should go out and beat the Seahawks, then strap on a holster, pin a badge to his chest, and then go rescue a young lady tied to the railroad tracks.
Enough football.
COVID-19 Swing and a Miss
Last Saturday night/Sunday morning, the NYC Sheriff’s Office shut down a Swingers party at an Astoria nightclub.
Caligula New York, a private social club, was busted with over 80 people in da club, drinking and well, swinging. Indeed, amongst those arrested according to Patch.com were three couples were getting it on in a small room. Presumably nobody was wearing a mask. Hell, it sounds like they weren’t wearing clothes either.
The location does not have a liquor license, hence the violation for booze.
They also had a buffet table there, which I found both disgusting and hilarious.
The Post interviewed one of the patrons who was fined and received a summons for disorderly conduct. She claimed she was only there to dance and listen to the DJ. “There are no other options, you can’t go anywhere.” she told the Post reporter.
Right, the whole pandemic thing.
Going to a swingers club to listen to music sounds an awful lot like the dude who only reads Playboy for the articles and watches porn for the plots and storylines.
With the numbers going back up to where they were when things were really bad back in the late winter/early spring, I really don’t mean to make light of this. I just tended to avoid swinger clubs even when there was no global pandemics going on.
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Channel 11 here in NY shows Barney Miller re-runs on Saturday nights at 8. For my money it’s the best cop show of all time.
This past Saturday, I don’t know if this was planned or if someone had a brainstorm, but they showed an episode that had a kid arrested for selling pot at NYU. The actor playing the pot dealer? None other than David L. Lander, who had passed away the day before at age 73.
Lander, was best known as Andrew “Squiggy” Squiggman from Laverne and Shirley, one half of Lenny and Squiggy, the title characters neighbors in Milwaukee. My all time favorite episode involving Lenny and Squiggy was when the two of them went on The Dating Game, with Jim Lange. The girl asking the questions asked “When you make love, what kind of machine do you think you are” and Squiggy answered “A Lawn Mower” I was about 7 or 8 when I saw that and had no idea about sex, yet that made me laugh so hard. They were a pisser.
RIP.
Monday marks the 79th anniversary of the attack on Pearl Harbor. Let us never forget the brave people we lost that day.
OK, sorry again for the delays on this. Hopefully we’ll have two good posts before Christmas.
Stay Safe, Wear a Mask
and Have a Great Week
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