Dan Marcus pens an open to Fireman Ed…
I don’t know what happened or how we got here but it’s a regrettable place to be as a fan and a season ticket holder. So first and foremost I would like to apologize on behalf of the entire fan base. I would like to say what happened to you on the fateful Thanksgiving night wasn’t us but for better or worse it was us, it’s who we are as Jets fans: we’re passionate, committed, fickle, and unrelenting. Undoubtedly a product of this team having brought us to the brink so many times only to break our hearts in the most dramatic of fashions, we’re a fan base hardened by great joy and disappoint, dragged through the fire of false expectations on an annual basis only to come back for more every Fall.
I know you’ve seen the worst of what we’re capable of but I would argue that we’re only at our best when you’re around. I can’t speak for everyone else but as someone whose greatest memories were forged sitting in the upper deck of Giants Stadium and the NMS-turned Metlife Stadium, I can say that you have been a part of my greatest memories as a Jets fan. Whether that was the final week of the 2002 season against the Packers and the subsequent drubbing of the Colts in the Wildcard Round or the 2010 comeback against the Texans, you’ve been there rallying the troops.
Since the move to the new stadium, the crowds have been something ranging from apathetic to tepidly enthusiastic and it’s only gotten worse since you left. The fact of the matter is that whether the masses are willing to acknowledge it or not, we need a leader, someone with unmatched charisma and enthusiasm to whip the crowd into a frenzy. I know these people because they are “my people” they are me, they are you, they are the curmudgeonly older generation who still harken back to the “Broadway Joe” days and they are the future generation: your kids, the kids that sit next to me in Section 337 and everyone in between.
Despite what you may think, no drum line, contest, or scoreboard prompt can replace the added element you brought on Game Day. A team and a fan base is nothing without it’s identity and for us, the chant is our identity, it’s in the very fiber of our beings and without you the future of said chant feels as though it’s in jeopardy.
I know you feel it’s time to pass the torch to the younger generation but I think that this team still needs you now more than ever, we’re building towards something that has the potential to be great. So I’m asking you with hat in hand to come back, to lead us, to give us a second chance to show how great we can be together and create a home field advantage that opposing teams fear and dread. Let’s get this team back to the playoffs for Jets fans everywhere and if we’re going to do that, we need you back.
Your move Fireman.