• Rex Ryan and the clowns on the current team. Regardless of what you say two inexplicable playoff runs as a #6 seed do not equal winning a Super Bowl, although I’m sure it’ll be spun that way for the next year regardless.
• A good number of their fans, their appreciation of said clownery, and also their goofy, imagined rivalry with the Giants. At least they’ve cut down on this. This doesn’t apply to some of my Jet fan friends, but c’mon.
• The class evident throughout the entire organization, from the aforementioned Ryan, to that meathead coach that tripped the Dolphins gunner, to the accusations of sexual harrassment. And, of course, the subdued way in which they celebrated winning a divisional playoff game.

I’ve tried really hard to not hate the Jets, because as a Giants fan I don’t have much of a reason to as far as actual competition. Regardless of what a Jets fan thinks, an annual meaningless preseason game and one regular season matchup once every four years doesn’t constitute much of a real history of competitive acrimony. But ever since Rex Ryan took over and lots of “die-hard Jets fans” have come out of the woodwork, every football season in New York has just been a lot of talking from a team that’s won absolutely nothing. I certainly have no love for Mr. 18-1 or the accused sexual predator from Pittsburgh. However, I don’t think I want to deal with two weeks of hype before I have to wait for (hopefully) Aaron Rodgers to skin them alive in the Super Bowl, so yes, I hope the Steelers finish them off next Sunday. Sorry guys.