Maybe Rex Ryan's penchant for verbosity has started a trend.
The New York Jets are once again playing up to their long-assumed stature as the neglected "little brother" who, in their collective minds, always seems to get the short end of the stick.
And after the franchise's failed bid to get their own building away from the Giants fell by the wayside, the Jets came back to them; apparently willing without pretense to become wed in stadium matrimony all over again.
Everything was peaches and honey until yesterday when Woody Johnson started to hammer on the virtually insignificant.
To him, the league acted inappropriately in their coin-tossed "Who-Gets-to-Break-In-the-Regular-Season?" tie-breaker by not having a Jets official present to oversee the toss. And the Jets' owner is stompin' his feet.
To the skeptic, it's not exactly something a fan wants to hear with an impending work-stoppage looming. It just doesn't matter.
See, he apparently doesn't care that the Giants have the prestige that the Jets don't. And that's fine, he should feel that way. Different franchises, same digs. But the fact is this: The Giants have the prestige that the Jets don't. The Giants have the championships, not to mention a fairly recent one. The Jets are still embarking on budding potential. It's still (blue) apples and (green) oranges, and it's all about the big-dog hierarchy which still belongs to the Giants for the moment.
The stadium might not be Giants Stadium anymore, but the Jets know that it remains as such. Even unofficially.
So the League extends the Jets an olive branch by giving them the opening game of the Monday Night slate, which will ultimately bring in more eyes for his team. We'll see if that quiets the complaints.
Because the Jets are still waiting to step out of the shadows. But somebody needs to tell them that kicking and screaming is not the way to do it. Win, and then we'll start to listen.