Why do I take time every day to write about this dreadful team? Why does this organization hate me so much to put me through this? Does the coaching staff think I have the IQ of a candied yam to keep playing Mark Sanchezand say he gives the team the best chance? I don't even care about chances anymore and neither should the Jets, but why does any of this even matter? Is my existence and the Jets suckiness eternal since they both originate from nothing?
I'm done for the day. I'm going to enjoy time with my family and not agonize over a terrible football team.
So in the immortal words of Digital Underground, dowhatchyalike ...