Monday Night Football Scares The Shit Out Of Me

Last year’s Monday night match up in week 4 or 5 or whatever it was great. Geno had that game winning drive and the next day got the “Star is Born” treatment. Atlanta went on to go 4-12 and that win ended up feeling a lot more significant than it did at the time, but it was still a fun night.

But that doesn’t mean I still loathe these primetime night games. It’s probably PTSD from that Patriots 45-3 beatdown all those years ago, or the Thanksgiving Thursday night disaster. Its just too much of a risk to having a nightmare of a game and deal with all the anti-Jets backlash. I should see it as an opportunity to prove to everyone the Jets can play. It should be an opportunity for the defense to shine and Geno to take a step forward. But the abused child in me is just conditioned to expect the worst and so these games give me major anxiety.

Now add in the fact that I’m going up against that mustachioed idiot Big Cat and it makes it even worse. More than anything I just don’t wanna hear it from his smelly, lazy ass.