Jets Reveal Design For Super Bowl Rings


I like it.  Not as gaudy as the Pittsburgh Steelers Super Bowl XL rings.  Slightly reminiscent of their IX rings with a hint of XIV styling.  I would suggest a setting similar to the XIII version with an engraving identical to XLIII.  Or they could just go old school and copy the eternal elegance worn by the victors of Super Bowl X.

Gosh, so many styles to choose from…

I’m kidding of course.  Did you really think I’d let the week go by without one foot joke?  Astute readers may wonder why I’ve been fairly restrained in my comments pertaining to this week’s opponent.  Well, good-natured ribbing aside, it’s proven fairly difficult to get too worked up over playing the New York Jets.

First, there’s head coach Rex Ryan and his perverted little fetish.  It may be funny to joke about a guy getting off on sucking grimy gnarly toes but there’s nothing inherently wrong with it.  Everybody has their own particular kink and if his wife talking footy to him rings his bell, more power to him.   Whatever paddles your ass or floats your boat I always say.  A foot fixation certainly isn’t any more or less weird than asking your girlfriend to don a wig, a #43 jersey, and a pair of black & gold panties before a night of raucous lovemaking.

Er, um, as I imagine some strange Steeler-obsessed blogger fan out there somewhere has done at one time.  ONE TIME.

No, nothing wrong with inviting strange men over to caress your wife’s feet while you do the five-knuckle shuffle.   Wrong is fathering nine kids with eight women over six states like Antonio Cromartie.  Wrong is driving home with a car full of teammates when your blood alcohol is twice the legal limit like Braylon Edwards.  Wrong is sexually assaulting a sweet little coed then having your criminal factory of a university cover it up like Mark Sanchez.

But sucking your wife’s toes?   Nothing wrong with that.

You know the worst part of a Pittsburgh Super Bowl run?  No, not the agonizingly long wait between games.  It’s the Playoff Beard.  Damn the thing itches and don’t even get me started on the pitfalls of eating Cheetohs.  Since us menfolk have had to make a sacrifice in support of our team, it’s time for you ladies to do the same.  Black and Gold toenail polish doesn’t seem much to ask.  Sure it may be a bit unusual and it may be a bit Goth but putting the jinx on Rexy and the Jets should be incentive enough for any card-carrying member of Steeler Nation.