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MARINATING

Dear Jets: It’s payback time as Super Bowl draws near

Saturday, January 19, 2013 - 12:01 am

After my poor attempt at predicting last year's Super Bowl, I am not going to make that same mistake twice.

About the only thing I am sure of is that most members of the New York Jets will be watching the game from the comfort of their man caves. I say most because I'm pretty sure Mark Sanchez will probably fumble the remote control before the opening kickoff, and his neighbor will run off with it, leaving Mark unable to switch between the Puppy Bowl and the Super Bowl.

And poor Tim Tebow will probably be in church wondering what he did to deserve such a cruel fate this past season. Although, to be honest, I wouldn't complain too much if they paid me a few million dollars to stand around and watch someone else write this column.

The Jets coaches should definitely set aside some time to watch the game. They may learn a thing or two about how it should be played. Rex Ryan will never be confused with Vince Lombardi ... or even Weeb Ewbank.

Speaking of Weeb, thankfully I am old enough to remember the Jets' glory day back in 1969. If only they had perfected cloning back then. I would stack Joe Namath, Matt Snell, Emerson Boozer (greatest name ever!), Don Maynard and George Sauer up against the current crap — oops, Freudian typo? — I mean crop of players any Sunday.

Sorry about all the venting today. However, after enduring the season the Jets just put their fans through, I think I am entitled to a little payback.

On second thought, I will make a prediction on Super Bowl whatever-Roman-numerals-we-are-up-to-this-year — which, by the time this is printed, may have already been proved wrong: I don't think anyone can stop Florence Henderson, Robert Reed and the rest of the Brady Bunch this year.

Mike Marin is a cranky curmudgeon who, when he’s not yelling at kids to get off his lawn, likes to complain about the sad state of popular culture, especially as seen through a TV screen. His email address is marinating@tribune.com. This column is the personal opinion of the writer and does not necessarily reflect the views or opinion of The News-Sentinel.