I just got this week's Sports Illustrated today. I eagerly opened it up, anticipating news of my beloved Jets' smashing opening day victory. I leafed through the pages (still dead trees for me, the neanderthal nondigital throwback reader). I found numerous articles on opening week. Here was a well deserved feature on the Falcon's smashing win over KC. Over there a nice story on RG III's electric debut. Then the inevitable story about Peyton's comeback masterpiece. Even a story about Andrew Luck's less than stellar debut in Indianapolis. Yet no Jets story.
A little further in, a small inset piece on first impressions of some debuts around the league. Mario Williams gets deserved flak. Tannehill and Weeden are noted for their rookie struggles. New Orleans is called out for getting torched by a rookie. Dallas' new secondary combo is rightfully given their props for a great debut vs. Eli. Still, no Jets.
And then I come to this nugget by Peter King:
The Patriots' New Stars
Sturdy rookie linebacker Donta Hightower scored on a fumble return in a rout of the titans; 23 year old back Stevan Ridley outgained former all-world Chris Johnson, 125 yards to four; and Brandon Lloyd began paying dividends as the deep threat Tom Brady has lacked. There's a good chance the Pats will never be bad again, in any of our lifetimes. (emphasis added)
Really SI? Really? Never again, in any of our lifetimes??!!! So, the 14 year old boy reading this, who is likely to live say another 75 years or so, is likely NEVER to see a bad NE team? Never mind that the Pats are likely to see at least 10 new starting QBs and 10 new HCs in that time. Never mind the ownership will change, likely multiple times. Never mind that no franchise in NFL history has ever gone half that long without fielding a bad team. The wonderful, magical, mystical Pats will never be bad again. So says SI, so it shall be.
I used to be a big fan of SI. I used to like Peter King. But when they stoop to this absurd level of BB and the Brady Bunch worship, I really lose respect for them. They have room for this lunacy, yet can't spare a single word for the biggest offensive surprise of week 1, the explosion of the Jets offense to the tune of a league high 48 points after every analyst had left our offense for dead in the preseason. I think if I were a 49ers fan I'd be even more ticked off after their smashing victory at Lambeau Field, probably the most significant victory of Week 1, and SI can't spare a single word for them. But since I'm a Jets fan I'll just join SF fans everywhere in panning SI's coverage of Week 1. The Brady Bunch gets an expected win against a mediocre Titans squad, and they are proclaimed to be exempt from ever being bad again. The Jets absolutely destroy a division rival picked by most to beat out the Jets and become a playoff team this year, and radio silence. What a travesty. I guess for SI, the age old adage has been turned upside down. When it comes to the Jets, if you don't have anything bad to say, don't say anything at all.