Unlike most New Yorkers, and a good portion of the ESNY staff, I am not a Giants or Jets fan when it comes to football. No, my loyalties lie straight down I-95 with the Ravens by Baltimore’s inner harbor. My reasons are another story, but I digress.
The real story is how for over a decade at this point, New York City’s football teams have been, in a word, awful. Forget the two Super Bowls where Eli Manning and Big Blue got hot at the right time. Forget their beating Bill Belichick, Tom Brady, and the mighty New England Patriots machine twice.