Rex Ryan, the Lord of Loudmouth, has suddenly turned into the quivering Count of No Comment.
Geez Rex, come on man!
All you have to do is be yourself. Be that wonderful, splendid, roaring oaf who makes covering the New York Jets so much fun for its beat writers.
Rex, for crying out loud, just be Rex!
Why not just admit it? You already talked about it with your players. Just 'fess up, confession is oh so good for the soul this time of year. This is not you, since when did you ever dream you'd call anything a "personal matter?"
Ryan loves to make things personal; it's his way, his mantra.
So he and Michelle have this little foot thingy going. Rex has turned it into the agony of de-feet.
He deserves a loud, "Come On Man" from Mike Ditka and the ESPN gremlins.
Since when did Rex Ryan ever let a little self-embarrassment get in his way? You listen to him over the course of a season and this is just another day at the office for goodness sakes.
Really Rex, when all is said and done, this is all just plain fun. After all, who had the brilliant idea of posting your video? It sure wasn't the Jets PR staff. So there are only two suspects here: you or the lovely Michelle.
And what's Michelle got to say about all of this? Before you know it, she be sitting there with Oprah laughing about it. You should too.
This is very reminiscent of the moment in the movie Clear and Present Danger when Jack Ryan advised the President to "defuse the situation" when the President learned his college roommate was a drug cartel money laundering source. Ryan told him to not only admit the guy was his friend but say "we are lifelong friends." Jack told the President to "give them no where to go with it."
Rex should do the same. Own up, big boy. You've been caught with Michelle's feet in the cookie jar, so to speak. And hey, it's just good clean fun.
Even Colts owner Jim Irsay is having a laugh on this one, and he's a twittering fool for fetish: "I'm gonna develop a fetish, sell myself out to deadsp or National Enq/ and make lots of $$$$ and a G5," is what Irsay tweeted.
Irsay, in fact, may already have his own foot fetish and he admitted to it with another tweet. "I know its a sin but I have a crush on Sara Palin's feet," he tweeted. Oh really? There you go, Irsay has busted himself and you can't blame him, Palin is a little minx, isn't she?
Not sure that anyone would pay Irsay enough money to buy one of those fancy flying Gulfstream G-5s, in fact, would anyone care at all? He might get a call from Palin, it wouldn't be surprising if she were a foot-person too.
So the cat's out of the bag, or should we say the feet are out in the open now.
Rex needs to turn this into a positive.
There's really nothing dirty about this as long as the feet are clean. And if Rex ever wants to surrender that wonderful New York day job of his, perhaps he can opens a women's pedicure salon and be a working owner.
Come on Rex, just sigh and give us one of those "What the f--k" moments of yours, chuckle a little, you big ole teddy bear and join in on the fun.