Given that all pre-server apocalypse posts are gone, I have decided to repost my ?centennial? posts. Since I wrote them all originally in Word, with the exception of a few edits, I should be able to repost them in their original form. I guess if I have a tgg.com identity, it is pretty much defined by these posts. So, for that reason, I?ll get them back on the system. I?ll space them out a little so there isn?t a DbJ spam-a-thon on the front page. Originally Posted Jan 4, 2006 OK Jet Fans, this is post 500 for me. Since ?My Jet Fan High? was one of my most popular posts, I decided to come back for an encore. This will be the last song parody I do for quite a while. I need to do some different stuff. Anyway, the below is a parody of The Rolling Stone?s ?Sympathy for the Devil?. So, I give you: ?Sympathy for the NYJ Devil? Please allow me to introduce myself I?m a fan of stealth and waste I?ve been around for a long, long career Stole many a Jet fan?s soul and faith And I was ?round when Richard Todd Had his moment of mud and rain Made damn sure that Duhe Picked his pass and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what?s puzzling you Is the nature of our shame I stuck around the Meadowlands When I saw it was a time for a change Hired Rich Kotite and his ministers And Jet Nation screamed in vain I made Chad kneel Ruptured Vinny?s heel When you think there?s hope I always say ?nope? Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh no Ah, what?s puzzling you Is the nature of our shame, oh no I watched with glee While busts sign and studs flee Wasting three decades For the GMs that paid I shouted out, ?Who chilled the Belichicks?? When after all It was Tuna and me Let me please introduce myself I?m a fan of stealth and waste And laid plans for coordinators Who get killed because they ran draw plays Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh no But what?s puzzling you Is the nature of our shame, oh no, get down, Curtis Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh no But what?s confusing you Is just the nature of our shame Just as every stop is a penalty And all the winners Pats As spike is fake Just call me Same-Old-Jets Cause the season?s over and that-is-that So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned Hermisms Or I?ll lay your green soul to waste, um no Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um no But what?s puzzling you Is the nature of our shame, um mean it, get down Boo, hoo Oh no, we?re goin? down Oh no Oh no! Tell me Woody, what?s my name Tell me Hermy, can ya guess my name Tell me Terry, what?s my name I tell you one time, your to blame Boo, hoo Boo, hoo Boo, hoo Boo, hoo, hoo Boo, hoo, hoo Boo, hoo, hoo Boo, hoo, hoo Oh, no What?s my name Tell me, BP, what?s my name Tell me, Chadwick, what?s my name Boo, hoo, hoo Boo, hoo, hoo Boo, hoo, hoo Boo, hoo, hoo Boo, hoo, hoo Boo, hoo, hoo Boo, hoo, hoo Oh, no
