E-Boland & Gang Green

By Tom Rock

That's what I learned from watching Sunday's football action as opposed to covering it. Last year, I learned how irritating that John Mellancamp song was when tied to a Chevy commercial every 10 or so minutes. This year, it was Beowulf. Apparently it's based on a book, by Stephen King I think. Most good movies are. Who knows what marketing blitz will sack me on the bye week next year. Maybe Beowulf II.

Seriously, I thought I would return from a few days away from the Jets grind refreshed. But really, I'm a little more depressed than when I left. After watching some good teams play some good games (though I turned off the Colts game before the comeback), it sunk in that the Jets are not a very fun team to watch. Oh well. At least there's the weekly (daily?) development of Kellen Clemens to watch in the second half, coupled with reporting the disparities in tackles between the press box stats and the coaches' tape for David Harris. Still ... Pittsburgh and then Dallas sounds like a sure 1-10 to me.

Mangini comes out in a few minutes for his morning presser. Then we get players and a few glimpses of practice. I'll report back then. Hopefully by that time I'll have come up with a mnemonic device that will help me remember how to spell Rothles ... Roethleisbur ... you know, that other team's quarterback. Heck, if I can spell mnemonic and Beowulf, how hard can it be?