See, that's why talking trash is so addictive!
Like all other high-risk ventures, the pay-off is tremendous.
Just look at Bart Scott. Look at him and hear him out.
He sounds like a man possessed; the cheap kind who often forgets that just like losing, winning too must be accompanied by a different kind of graciousness. But then again, poor old Bart simply got caught in the limelight in a heated moment and I'm fairly certain he didn't have much time to rehearse his lines.
Once he did, he came up with this winner: "We beat them the first game, check. They came back and beat us, check. We came in when it counted the most, checkmate."
So trash the doubters, the pouters and the shouters because the Jets are one difficult step away from the Super Bowl.
Ryan was gracious enough to admit that he knew, "Belichick had dominated me the time before." And so he (Ryan) vowed to himself that, "no way is that gonna happen to me again...I'm not in his class, not even close. But he was going to get my best shot."
Which is why, after all the verbal jabs and punches thrown back and forth, amidst all the snide Welker allusions to Rex Ryan's foot fetish and a whole host of other barbs best left unsaid, you might feel inclined to not think too poorly of the Jets.
At the end of the day, they just knocked out the Colts and the Pats on the road, two teams run by the best quarterbacks of their generation.
I detested the build-up to the game; I detest the New England Patriots almost as much as I detest the Lakers but over the week prior to kick-off, as one sensational news story clouded over another and the big talk reached a sickening crescendo, I found myself silently wishing for a repeat of the 45-3 drubbing handed out to the Jets in the regular season!
Didn't happen—the Jets soldier on, matched against a well-knit team with yet another elite quarterback, making you wonder when exactly it is that the inexperience of Mark Sanchez will finally tell, if at all.
The talk seems forgotten, partly due to Ryan's praise of Mike Tomlin and his insistence on the uniqueness of each opponent, each game.
"We talk because we believe in ourselves...There is a huge amount of respect that our team has for New England. But we aren't afraid of anybody. We're not in fear of anybody. We came here on a mission. We're trying to win a Super Bowl," said Ryan prior to the upset in Foxborough.
Guess what? They're still alive while Brady and Manning plan for next season. They still face an extremely tough path to a championship (think Manning, Brady, Roethlisberger and perhaps an in-form Rodgers!)
And they still seem to be motivated by an "us-versus-them" mentality that has its foundation in an almost manic desire to prove everyone wrong.
As Don Banks wrote, Ryan basically "brainwashed his players into believing that Brady could be beaten, and would be beaten. Then he showed them how to do it. And they followed his plan to a T. That's the essence of coaching at its best."
The players executed to perfection, but no one ever forgets that the mastermind is just as guilty, if not guiltier.
Hold Rex Ryan accountable: He has this team right where he wants it with a couple of steps yet to go. As kick-off approaches, don't be surprised if the games start again.
This "us-versus-them" approach can work wonders often enough.
Too bad I'm still part of the "them."