New York Jets: J-E-T-S! – Mess, Mess, Mess!!!

Sweeping dysfunction, front office screw-ups, and player controversies. It’s just another offseason for the New York Jets.

So for my Empire Writes Back debut I was given two subject suggestions: The Islanders or the New York Jets. Since I’m not sure if Rick Dipietro is still playing goalie for the aforementioned hockey team, the choice was a fairly obvious one. Thus I begin my EWB career by digging into the glorious dumpster fire that is Gang Green.

Continuity is usually a good thing for a sports franchise; it speaks to stability, to a united organizational philosophy and a sense of shared vision from ownership on down. The Jets have somehow managed to have none of those things. At the same time, they continue to be one of the worst franchises in football, a version of continuity nobody wants.

Gang Green fans treat them the way Ron Burgundy treated his beloved dog, Baxter. They can’t even be mad at them when they poop in the fridge or hand the franchise over to the Cutler Whisperer… Adam Gase.

As you may have heard the New York Jets MetLife Stadium co-tenants rivals have had an “interesting” offseason. The Jets could have quietly slid under the radar this spring while Dave Gettleman continued his performance art. No sir, the Jets were not to give up their title as the most mismanaged team in the NFL so easily.

After a potential franchise-altering draft, they fired their GM, Mike Maccagnan. Then the team had it leak out that their new coach wanted nothing to do with their big offseason acquisition. In general, the men in green ties seemed to have their usual, aim it at the ground and see if it crashes, decision-making process, in full effect.  Joe Namath is rolling over in his grave and he’s not even dead yet.