Jets at 1:00. Giants after 4:00. Some variation on this schedule has been in place almost every week since early September, but it rarely made me blink. September  was for baseball. October was for baseball. November was for not getting over baseball. December was for beginning to get over baseball.
It’s January. I’m ready for some baseball. But until it’s within reach, I’ll settle for some football.
Pro football! Playoff football! Both New York pro teams playing playoff football in the same postseason for only the fifth postseason ever!
I’m so psyched I’m gonna go headbutt both of my cats.
On a Sunday morning when I manage to be awake and anticipant of a Jets playoff game, I think back to another of these relatively rare occasions, eight years ago prior to the AFC championship against the Broncos. The bagel place in our neighborhood was so caught up in the moment that it added a shot of green food coloring to their primary inventory.
At least I think it was food coloring.
Talk about rooting for the laundry (or the dye). These are my teams but I’d be hard-pressed, even as a semi-voluntary recipient of Jets and Giants news for the past week, to name ten players on each squad.
I root for the helmets, the logos, the jerseys and the pants (though let’s shove those horrendous red tops and nauseating green trousers deep into the closet). I root for them because I still believe their respective presences in the tournament to be a delightful novelty. I root for them because they are our teams even though they don’t play in our state anymore. I root for them because the Mets are idle.
Go Jets! Go Giants! Hold New England to a bagel and shmear Philadelphia like cream cheese.
And if you still don’t find watching football particularly appetizing, listen to Jake and Andrew at Metropolitan Podcast . In the current edition, they feature an interview  with yours truly about 60% of the way in (though feel free to listen to the whole show). We talk FAFIF and Citi Field and Mets whatnot like three Mets fans chatting on the phone.