Am I the only person that woke up this morning thinking, DID THAT REALLY HAPPEN? Maybe it was because I was drinking a lot, or maybe it was because the game ended at 1:30 in the morning where I am staying. But this morning when I woke up I really had to sit for a second and think about the night before and how awesome it is to be going to the AFC Championship game because we beat the Patriots.
I did. I drank a shit ton of jack daniels last night and don't even remember going to bed. When I woke up I had to ask my woman if the Jets really won.
I listened to postgame on the radio til about 3:00 am. Set my alarm for 6 to hear Greenie first thing. I think I needed about 10 hours of Jet talk to actually let it sink in. Thank God today's a holiday. If it wasn't I would've declared it Jetsmas and turned my phone off anyway.
I don't think that's something you're supposed to admit on a football message board. JK I was wasted, after the game I kept laughing cus I kept thinking of how miserable it must be up in Boston.
I'm glad you did. Quick question about the sangrias, did you have a little umbrella in the glass? :wink:
Greenie was trying to be objective, but he just had that look on his face. You've seen that look from him, where he looks like a nine-year-old-girl who just got back from a Taylor Swift concert... Can't say I didn't have the same grin last night :up:
Got a text from my best friend after the game last night. "This is gay... but I am laying on the ground crying... I can't stop."
I'm still in disbelief. I haven't felt elated yet because it doesn't feel real yet. A part of me doesn't want to get that high just yet because that wasn't the Super Bowl. It was easily my favorite win in my life as a Jets fan, but wouldn't compare to seeing Rex holding up the Lombardi Trophy...
This morning I: Watched all the replays and short interviews just to confirm this all happened Went on Facebook to one again bathe in the agony my friends around Vermont and Mass Watched some more highlights NOTE: I wrote this in the gameday thread but.... On Saturday someone broke into my apartment, and stole my Macbook Pro, all my Blue Rays and all my ps3 games... That game made it all not matter, it was that great.
Same feeling. It doesn't feel real because there is still a game to be played next week. Can't get too high from it because it means nothing if they lose next week.