Jets fans are the worst. 12k tickets unsold for Monday

[JonEJet]

If you want to see a really piss poor OLine, look at Philly's

[dbatesman]

I like the image of Jon just sitting in this thread talking to himself until he convinces himself everything is a-ok.

[Bugg]

The Mara family is football royalty. Mara didn't layoff or furlough any employees during the lockout. Unlike Woody Johnson. Mara was against PSL's, unlike Woody Johnson. Mara did not divide the parking lots by ticket value. Unlike Woody Johnson. Mara was not in favor of keeping replacement refs to squeeze the real refs for concessions. unlike Woody Johnson. Mara wants nothing to do with Tim Tebow, whereas Woody "can't get enough Tebow". Woody drives the clown car to the bank, as the fans are pushed closer and closer to mutiny. The Maras have class and pride, and super bowl rings. Woody Johnson has Rex and a three ring circus managed by an accountant--which is appropriate since he sees the Jets as a cash cow and not a football team. At some point the fans stop purchasing the product. The Giants won't have that problem with the ownership they have in place.

Somebody put that on a a plaque or a bumper sticker.

[NJ]

Okay, the Jets have 3 staples in the OLine with Brick, Mangold and Moore...all being highly paid

Slauson is serviceable, and Howard is our starting RT after we traded our original starting RT....Howard has been decent

Not too sure what more we could do on the OLine?

Thats the disturbing part Jon - 2 pro bowlers - a solid RT and the product is Suck. I don't get it - no heart? None of these guys seem to be vocal or forceful leaders. Disappointing because I think it's screwing up the entire package more than it's credited for.

[T0mShane]

I like the image of Jon just sitting in this thread talking to himself until he convinces himself everything is a-ok.

I want Jon to make a Loose Change-style documentary proving, once and for all, that every Jets "fan" but him are part of a global, decades-old conspiracy to subvert the team. Kickstarter, anyone?

[JonEJet]

Thats the disturbing part Jon - 2 pro bowlers - a solid RT and the product is Suck. I don't get it - no heart? None of these guys seem to be vocal or forceful leaders. Disappointing because I think it's screwing up the entire package more than it's credited for.

I have never been a fan of Brick, so I won't defend him. Moore used to be one of the strongest players in the league, but once he had problem with the hip, that ended. Granted we're paying him big bucks, but once an OLineman loses his legs, he's done...I'm afraid he's at the end of the road

Mangold is a beast, but I have never seen him play so bad....actually losing the battle at the line of scrimmage

Dare I say Callahan is missed?

[JonEJet]

I want Jon to make a Loose Change-style documentary proving, once and for all, that every Jets "fan" but him are part of a global, decades-old conspiracy to subvert the team. Kickstarter, anyone?

Just grab your sack, and drive to the stadium and go to the game

[T0mShane]

Just grab your sack, and drive to the stadium and go to the game

This is my game day experience:

10:00-10:17 AM: Get in car, fill tank ($44), buy road snacks ($9).

10:17-11:00 AM: Drive south, cross George Washington Bridge, start wait in turnpike traffic.

11:00-11:50: Endure 50 minutes of traffic to travel remaining five miles.

11:50 AM-12:23 PM: Wait in line to pay $50 to park.

12:23-1:00 PM: Look for parking spot far enough away from Jagermeister-crippled bros desperate to bounce a football off of, then piss on my car.

1:00-1:26: Make the three mile walk from non-premium parking area to entry of giant air-conditioning unit/Cell Block D-inspired stadium.

1:26-1:35: Pay $48 for two non-carbonated warm beers and cold hot dog. Cringe at sight of working fireplaces in luxury boxes populated by JP Morgan execs who think Joe Willie Namath was the name of the guy who killed John Lennon.

1:35-1:45 PM: Climb stairs to seats, undoubtedly next to entitled daddy's-boy wearing a brand-new Santonio Holmes jersey, who smells like weed and Rumplemintz and vomit.

1:45-1:48: Having missed eight minutes of game action, quickly determine that I missed four Mark Sanchez incompletions. Regardless, Jets' PA announcer screams "And that will be a Jets...," and some in the crowd celebrate a FIRST DOWN, because that's what title contenders do.

1:48-1:49 PM: Listen to drunk, stoned entitled daddy's-boy next to me declare that if he hears anyone booing Mark Sanchez, he's gonna "kill 'em yo."

1:49-1:50 PM: Attempt to determine what the foreign solid entity that I just swallowed while sipping my $12 beer was. Convince myself it's a peanut shell.

1:50:36-1:50:48 PM: Pray it was a peanut shell.

1:51-1:56 PM: Entitled daddy's boy begins booing Sanchez.

1:57 PM-1:58 PM: Begin process of pretending I don't have to piss.

1:59-2:06 PM: Focus on game action. Wonder what Matt Slauson thinks he's doing out there. Wonder if Mark Sanchez blocks out sounds of booing by reminding himself that he banged some really hot chicks recently. Wonder why Shonn Greene acts like he stepped on a land mine after every run. Reminisce about the glory days of the Glenn Foley Era.

2:07-2:12 PM: Consider to what extreme the escalating hostilities between the entitled daddy's boy and the angry Hispanic Sanchez fan seated behind me will reach.

2:12-2:13 PM: Entitled daddy's boy uses the words "faggot mexican" to describe Sanchez. Elect to find bathroom.

2:13-2:55 PM: Find bathroom, wait in line, bottleneck at door, ponder how a sports arena installs bathrooms containing only three urinals. Piss. Bottleneck at exit door.

2:56-3:17 PM: Need to buy food product to get the taste of uncarbonated beer out of my mouth. Decide on pretzel ($6). Pretzel is frozen and wet. Paradox?

3:18-4:12 PM: Find seat, watch rest of game, stadium empties, entitled daddy's boy bleeding from right eye. Angry Hispanic Fan escorted out. Wonder why Tebow is fist-pumping after a three-yard gain. Consider that a portion of Jets fanbase will consider this particular Jets loss "no big deal" because "the Bills lost, too." Gain new understanding as to why Jets' business model succeeds despite lack of success. Paradox?

4:13-5:23 PM: Stare at line for bottlenecked elevator. Gain new understanding as to why every posited zombie apocalypse scenario begins with 99.7% of human race perishing within first 12 hours. Make trek across parking lot. Fans puking behind cars, throwing footballs at each other, cursing Parcells. Get to car, admire football-shaped dent in door; pool of piss around front tire.

5:24-6:17 PM: Wait in giant traffic melange to get on turnpike. Listen to postgame show. Bob Wischusen declares that loss, really, was a win. Listen to Rex consciously attempt to sound glum. Listen to Sanchez describe how well he played on the 48% of plays in which he completed a pass.

6:18-8:34 PM: Drive home. Wonder what I was thinking. Curse life.

[JonEJet]

Tom, you are a sick, sick individual....hahahahahaha

[BlackDynamite]

This is my game day experience:

10:00-10:17 AM: Get in car, fill tank ($44), buy road snacks ($9).

10:17-11:00 AM: Drive south, cross George Washington Bridge, start wait in turnpike traffic.

11:00-11:50: Endure 50 minutes of traffic to travel remaining five miles.

11:50 AM-12:23 PM: Wait in line to pay $50 to park.

12:23-1:00 PM: Look for parking spot far enough away from Jagermeister-crippled bros desperate to bounce a football off of, then piss on my car.

1:00-1:26: Make the three mile walk from non-premium parking area to entry of giant air-conditioning unit/Cell Block D-inspired stadium.

1:26-1:35: Pay $48 for two non-carbonated warm beers and cold hot dog. Cringe at sight of working fireplaces in luxury boxes populated by JP Morgan execs who think Joe Willie Namath was the name of the guy who killed John Lennon.

1:35-1:45 PM: Climb stairs to seats, undoubtedly next to entitled daddy's-boy wearing a brand-new Santonio Holmes jersey, who smells like weed and Rumplemintz and vomit.

1:45-1:48: Having missed eight minutes of game action, quickly determine that I missed four Mark Sanchez incompletions. Regardless, Jets' PA announcer screams "And that will be a Jets...," and some in the crowd celebrate a FIRST DOWN, because that's what title contenders do.

1:48-1:49 PM: Listen to drunk, stoned entitled daddy's-boy next to me declare that if he hears anyone booing Mark Sanchez, he's gonna "kill 'em yo."

1:49-1:50 PM: Attempt to determine what the foreign solid entity that I just swallowed while sipping my $12 beer was. Convince myself it's a peanut shell.

1:50:36-1:50:48 PM: Pray it was a peanut shell.

1:51-1:56 PM: Entitled daddy's boy begins booing Sanchez.

1:57 PM-1:58 PM: Begin process of pretending I don't have to piss.

1:59-2:06 PM: Focus on game action. Wonder what Matt Slauson thinks he's doing out there. Wonder if Mark Sanchez blocks out sounds of booing by reminding himself that he banged some really hot chicks recently. Wonder why Shonn Greene acts like he stepped on a land mine after every run. Reminisce about the glory days of the Glenn Foley Era.

2:07-2:12 PM: Consider to what extreme the escalating hostilities between the entitled daddy's boy and the angry Hispanic Sanchez fan seated behind me will reach.

2:12-2:13 PM: Entitled daddy's boy uses the words "faggot mexican" to describe Sanchez. Elect to find bathroom.

2:13-2:55 PM: Find bathroom, wait in line, bottleneck at door, ponder how a sports arena installs bathrooms containing only three urinals. Piss. Bottleneck at exit door.

2:56-3:17 PM: Need to buy food product to get the taste of uncarbonated beer out of my mouth. Decide on pretzel ($6). Pretzel is frozen and wet. Paradox?

3:18-4:12 PM: Find seat, watch rest of game, stadium empties, entitled daddy's boy bleeding from right eye. Angry Hispanic Fan escorted out. Wonder why Tebow is fist-pumping after a three-yard gain. Consider that a portion of Jets fanbase will consider this particular Jets loss "no big deal" because "the Bills lost, too." Gain new understanding as to why Jets's business model succeeds despite lack of success. Paradox?

4:13-5:23 PM: Stare at line for bottlenecked elevator. Gain new understanding as to why every posited zombie apocalypse scenario begins with 99.7% of human race perishing working first 12 hours. Make trek across parking lot. Fans puking behind cars, throwing footballs at each other, cursing Parcells. Get to car, admire football-shaped dent in door; pool of piss around front tire.

5:24-6:17 PM: Wait in giant traffic melange to get on turnpike. Listen to postgame show. Bob Wischusen declares that loss, really, was a win. Listen to Rex consciously attempt to sound glum. Listen to Sanchez described how well he played on the 48% of plays in which he completed a pass.

6:18-8:34 PM: Drive home. Wonder what I was thinking. Curse life.

You must be a Black Dynamite at parties....

BD

[JonEJet]

POW Slam Dunk.....lol

[SoFlaJets]

This is my game day experience:

10:00-10:17 AM: Get in car, fill tank ($44), buy road snacks ($9).

10:17-11:00 AM: Drive south, cross George Washington Bridge, start wait in turnpike traffic.

11:00-11:50: Endure 50 minutes of traffic to travel remaining five miles.

11:50 AM-12:23 PM: Wait in line to pay $50 to park.

12:23-1:00 PM: Look for parking spot far enough away from Jagermeister-crippled bros desperate to bounce a football off of, then piss on my car.

1:00-1:26: Make the three mile walk from non-premium parking area to entry of giant air-conditioning unit/Cell Block D-inspired stadium.

1:26-1:35: Pay $48 for two non-carbonated warm beers and cold hot dog. Cringe at sight of working fireplaces in luxury boxes populated by JP Morgan execs who think Joe Willie Namath was the name of the guy who killed John Lennon.

1:35-1:45 PM: Climb stairs to seats, undoubtedly next to entitled daddy's-boy wearing a brand-new Santonio Holmes jersey, who smells like weed and Rumplemintz and vomit.

1:45-1:48: Having missed eight minutes of game action, quickly determine that I missed four Mark Sanchez incompletions. Regardless, Jets' PA announcer screams "And that will be a Jets...," and some in the crowd celebrate a FIRST DOWN, because that's what title contenders do.

1:48-1:49 PM: Listen to drunk, stoned entitled daddy's-boy next to me declare that if he hears anyone booing Mark Sanchez, he's gonna "kill 'em yo."

1:49-1:50 PM: Attempt to determine what the foreign solid entity that I just swallowed while sipping my $12 beer was. Convince myself it's a peanut shell.

1:50:36-1:50:48 PM: Pray it was a peanut shell.

1:51-1:56 PM: Entitled daddy's boy begins booing Sanchez.

1:57 PM-1:58 PM: Begin process of pretending I don't have to piss.

1:59-2:06 PM: Focus on game action. Wonder what Matt Slauson thinks he's doing out there. Wonder if Mark Sanchez blocks out sounds of booing by reminding himself that he banged some really hot chicks recently. Wonder why Shonn Greene acts like he stepped on a land mine after every run. Reminisce about the glory days of the Glenn Foley Era.

2:07-2:12 PM: Consider to what extreme the escalating hostilities between the entitled daddy's boy and the angry Hispanic Sanchez fan seated behind me will reach.

2:12-2:13 PM: Entitled daddy's boy uses the words "faggot mexican" to describe Sanchez. Elect to find bathroom.

2:13-2:55 PM: Find bathroom, wait in line, bottleneck at door, ponder how a sports arena installs bathrooms containing only three urinals. Piss. Bottleneck at exit door.

2:56-3:17 PM: Need to buy food product to get the taste of uncarbonated beer out of my mouth. Decide on pretzel ($6). Pretzel is frozen and wet. Paradox?

3:18-4:12 PM: Find seat, watch rest of game, stadium empties, entitled daddy's boy bleeding from right eye. Angry Hispanic Fan escorted out. Wonder why Tebow is fist-pumping after a three-yard gain. Consider that a portion of Jets fanbase will consider this particular Jets loss "no big deal" because "the Bills lost, too." Gain new understanding as to why Jets' business model succeeds despite lack of success. Paradox?

4:13-5:23 PM: Stare at line for bottlenecked elevator. Gain new understanding as to why every posited zombie apocalypse scenario begins with 99.7% of human race perishing within first 12 hours. Make trek across parking lot. Fans puking behind cars, throwing footballs at each other, cursing Parcells. Get to car, admire football-shaped dent in door; pool of piss around front tire.

5:24-6:17 PM: Wait in giant traffic melange to get on turnpike. Listen to postgame show. Bob Wischusen declares that loss, really, was a win. Listen to Rex consciously attempt to sound glum. Listen to Sanchez describe how well he played on the 48% of plays in which he completed a pass.

6:18-8:34 PM: Drive home. Wonder what I was thinking. Curse life.

POTW-hands down stop the presses

[HessStation]

Owner and team sucks. Get bent.

[HessStation]

This is my game day experience:

10:00-10:17 AM: Get in car, fill tank ($44), buy road snacks ($9).

10:17-11:00 AM: Drive south, cross George Washington Bridge, start wait in turnpike traffic.

11:00-11:50: Endure 50 minutes of traffic to travel remaining five miles.

11:50 AM-12:23 PM: Wait in line to pay $50 to park.

12:23-1:00 PM: Look for parking spot far enough away from Jagermeister-crippled bros desperate to bounce a football off of, then piss on my car.

1:00-1:26: Make the three mile walk from non-premium parking area to entry of giant air-conditioning unit/Cell Block D-inspired stadium.

1:26-1:35: Pay $48 for two non-carbonated warm beers and cold hot dog. Cringe at sight of working fireplaces in luxury boxes populated by JP Morgan execs who think Joe Willie Namath was the name of the guy who killed John Lennon.

1:35-1:45 PM: Climb stairs to seats, undoubtedly next to entitled daddy's-boy wearing a brand-new Santonio Holmes jersey, who smells like weed and Rumplemintz and vomit.

1:45-1:48: Having missed eight minutes of game action, quickly determine that I missed four Mark Sanchez incompletions. Regardless, Jets' PA announcer screams "And that will be a Jets...," and some in the crowd celebrate a FIRST DOWN, because that's what title contenders do.

1:48-1:49 PM: Listen to drunk, stoned entitled daddy's-boy next to me declare that if he hears anyone booing Mark Sanchez, he's gonna "kill 'em yo."

1:49-1:50 PM: Attempt to determine what the foreign solid entity that I just swallowed while sipping my $12 beer was. Convince myself it's a peanut shell.

1:50:36-1:50:48 PM: Pray it was a peanut shell.

1:51-1:56 PM: Entitled daddy's boy begins booing Sanchez.

1:57 PM-1:58 PM: Begin process of pretending I don't have to piss.

1:59-2:06 PM: Focus on game action. Wonder what Matt Slauson thinks he's doing out there. Wonder if Mark Sanchez blocks out sounds of booing by reminding himself that he banged some really hot chicks recently. Wonder why Shonn Greene acts like he stepped on a land mine after every run. Reminisce about the glory days of the Glenn Foley Era.

2:07-2:12 PM: Consider to what extreme the escalating hostilities between the entitled daddy's boy and the angry Hispanic Sanchez fan seated behind me will reach.

2:12-2:13 PM: Entitled daddy's boy uses the words "faggot mexican" to describe Sanchez. Elect to find bathroom.

2:13-2:55 PM: Find bathroom, wait in line, bottleneck at door, ponder how a sports arena installs bathrooms containing only three urinals. Piss. Bottleneck at exit door.

2:56-3:17 PM: Need to buy food product to get the taste of uncarbonated beer out of my mouth. Decide on pretzel ($6). Pretzel is frozen and wet. Paradox?

3:18-4:12 PM: Find seat, watch rest of game, stadium empties, entitled daddy's boy bleeding from right eye. Angry Hispanic Fan escorted out. Wonder why Tebow is fist-pumping after a three-yard gain. Consider that a portion of Jets fanbase will consider this particular Jets loss "no big deal" because "the Bills lost, too." Gain new understanding as to why Jets' business model succeeds despite lack of success. Paradox?

4:13-5:23 PM: Stare at line for bottlenecked elevator. Gain new understanding as to why every posited zombie apocalypse scenario begins with 99.7% of human race perishing within first 12 hours. Make trek across parking lot. Fans puking behind cars, throwing footballs at each other, cursing Parcells. Get to car, admire football-shaped dent in door; pool of piss around front tire.

5:24-6:17 PM: Wait in giant traffic melange to get on turnpike. Listen to postgame show. Bob Wischusen declares that loss, really, was a win. Listen to Rex consciously attempt to sound glum. Listen to Sanchez describe how well he played on the 48% of plays in which he completed a pass.

6:18-8:34 PM: Drive home. Wonder what I was thinking. Curse life.

Post Of The Week!

[rillo]

It's 50$ for parking? Holy sh!t

[Villain The Foe]

You're not real fans.

What? maybe those "fans" are speaking with their money and wont spend their hard earned money to give to an owner who isnt a real fan of the sport himself, but instead is trying to make profit while not establishing a competent front office that can put a good football team on the field. I purchased my Colts/Jets tickets the first week of the season, and the only reason why im still going to this game is more for the tailgating with you guys (fellow pissed off Jet fans). But trust me, if it wasnt for the fact that I have other friends attending the game with me I wouldnt be going and would have found a way to sell my ticket....probably to a colt fan.

When Woody either gets this team on the track or sells this team to an owner who's interested in producing championship football the Jets cant have my money anymore. Fans who put their money on the line have the right to make such decisions. The Jets stink right now and I for one dont like it and will no longer pay for it.

[bassmaster2]

The problem with the monday night game is the time , the game ends at 11:30 and take a hour to get out of the parking lot and 1.5 back to long island ,the game should start at 7:30 , we do have to work

[BlackDynamite]

The problem with the monday night game is the time , the game ends at 11:30 and take a hour to get out of the parking lot and 1.5 back to long island ,the game should start at 7:30 , we do have to work

That's what I'm saying. This isn't St. Louis.

In New York, people have a thousand different options on how to spend their night.

Throwing $300 at a team that spit the bit last week, and to fight through traffic all night to do it, is gonna knock down the gate. If they had shown up last week, then that would be reflected in the gate....

BD

[jason423]

The Jets made a number of fundamental mistakes in pricing the new stadium. They completely overestimated the ability of the regular fanbase to purchase PSLs at the high prices and completely overestimated how much of the old stadium was Giants fans that were now going to have a chance to buy Giants tickets. For whatever reason Woody has always thought that Giants/Jets is like Mets/Yankees, but for the most part its never been like that in NJ. Both teams have their diehards, but the casual guys like both. The Jets coming to NJ gave them an option to experience NFL football live, which they would never get with the Giants because of the waiting list. All they needed to do was look at the stadium in 2009. It was empty because the casual Jet fan that preferred the Giants all bolted to begin their down payments on PSLs for the Giants. How insane was it to believe that the stadium that was sold out for a bazillion years was burning through the waiting list for 1 year seats, but was somehow going to fill up in the more expensive, with minimal upgrades, new stadium?

Everything was overpriced, but eventually it gets to the point where it cant be reduced since everyone around the empty seats has paid the full price. So they were stuck. The Giants made the much smarter business decision to attach PSLs to the upper tier. The Jets thought they were doing everyone a favor by putting no PSL, but fans who are used to sitting in the lower and mezzanine tiers are going to get fed up after just 1 year in the upper deck. Its a nightmare to get up that high and the view is not as good. Since there is no financial attachment they gave those seats up in droves once the team tanked last year. There is no viable secondary market for those seats so it doesnt pay to keep them. For the Giants people are always going to look at that sunk cost of $1000 and decide to hold onto the seat. Now the Jets are like the Nets begging people to buy cheap tickets to get bodies in the stadium. And nobody wants to. They only have themselves to blame for the mess.

[Lil Bit Special]

Absolutely wrong. The Jets were sold out for 40+ years despite fielding comically awful teams. The stadium was sold out for every game Kotite coached here. Think about that.

tickets on the 50yd line were like 40 bucks... of course it would be sold out!

[Lil Bit Special]

This is my game day experience:

10:00-10:17 AM: Get in car, fill tank ($44), buy road snacks ($9).

10:17-11:00 AM: Drive south, cross George Washington Bridge, start wait in turnpike traffic.

11:00-11:50: Endure 50 minutes of traffic to travel remaining five miles.

11:50 AM-12:23 PM: Wait in line to pay $50 to park.

12:23-1:00 PM: Look for parking spot far enough away from Jagermeister-crippled bros desperate to bounce a football off of, then piss on my car.

1:00-1:26: Make the three mile walk from non-premium parking area to entry of giant air-conditioning unit/Cell Block D-inspired stadium.

1:26-1:35: Pay $48 for two non-carbonated warm beers and cold hot dog. Cringe at sight of working fireplaces in luxury boxes populated by JP Morgan execs who think Joe Willie Namath was the name of the guy who killed John Lennon.

1:35-1:45 PM: Climb stairs to seats, undoubtedly next to entitled daddy's-boy wearing a brand-new Santonio Holmes jersey, who smells like weed and Rumplemintz and vomit.

1:45-1:48: Having missed eight minutes of game action, quickly determine that I missed four Mark Sanchez incompletions. Regardless, Jets' PA announcer screams "And that will be a Jets...," and some in the crowd celebrate a FIRST DOWN, because that's what title contenders do.

1:48-1:49 PM: Listen to drunk, stoned entitled daddy's-boy next to me declare that if he hears anyone booing Mark Sanchez, he's gonna "kill 'em yo."

1:49-1:50 PM: Attempt to determine what the foreign solid entity that I just swallowed while sipping my $12 beer was. Convince myself it's a peanut shell.

1:50:36-1:50:48 PM: Pray it was a peanut shell.

1:51-1:56 PM: Entitled daddy's boy begins booing Sanchez.

1:57 PM-1:58 PM: Begin process of pretending I don't have to piss.

1:59-2:06 PM: Focus on game action. Wonder what Matt Slauson thinks he's doing out there. Wonder if Mark Sanchez blocks out sounds of booing by reminding himself that he banged some really hot chicks recently. Wonder why Shonn Greene acts like he stepped on a land mine after every run. Reminisce about the glory days of the Glenn Foley Era.

2:07-2:12 PM: Consider to what extreme the escalating hostilities between the entitled daddy's boy and the angry Hispanic Sanchez fan seated behind me will reach.

2:12-2:13 PM: Entitled daddy's boy uses the words "faggot mexican" to describe Sanchez. Elect to find bathroom.

2:13-2:55 PM: Find bathroom, wait in line, bottleneck at door, ponder how a sports arena installs bathrooms containing only three urinals. Piss. Bottleneck at exit door.

2:56-3:17 PM: Need to buy food product to get the taste of uncarbonated beer out of my mouth. Decide on pretzel ($6). Pretzel is frozen and wet. Paradox?

3:18-4:12 PM: Find seat, watch rest of game, stadium empties, entitled daddy's boy bleeding from right eye. Angry Hispanic Fan escorted out. Wonder why Tebow is fist-pumping after a three-yard gain. Consider that a portion of Jets fanbase will consider this particular Jets loss "no big deal" because "the Bills lost, too." Gain new understanding as to why Jets' business model succeeds despite lack of success. Paradox?

4:13-5:23 PM: Stare at line for bottlenecked elevator. Gain new understanding as to why every posited zombie apocalypse scenario begins with 99.7% of human race perishing within first 12 hours. Make trek across parking lot. Fans puking behind cars, throwing footballs at each other, cursing Parcells. Get to car, admire football-shaped dent in door; pool of piss around front tire.

5:24-6:17 PM: Wait in giant traffic melange to get on turnpike. Listen to postgame show. Bob Wischusen declares that loss, really, was a win. Listen to Rex consciously attempt to sound glum. Listen to Sanchez describe how well he played on the 48% of plays in which he completed a pass.

6:18-8:34 PM: Drive home. Wonder what I was thinking. Curse life.

Why would you leave at 10am??? Damn Bro.. the Turnpike is already backed up by then yo.

REAL FANS ARRIVE AT 8am!!! Get out of bed earlier you lazy azz!

[bassmaster2]

The Jets never draw on Monday night the tickets are 3 times the ticket price it going to be a hard sell , the Giants have the same problem with the tickets but not as bad

[Lil Bit Special]

The Jets never draw on Monday night the tickets are 3 times the ticket price it going to be a hard sell , the Giants have the same problem with the tickets but not as bad

Plenty of cheap seats available!!!! Tickets as low as $24 a seat!!!

[Bugg]

tickets on the 50yd line were like 40 bucks... of course it would be sold out!

Thing is, a seat that is filled and paid for generates more revenue-parking,concessions, stadium ad revenues. A seat that is empty generates nothing. Figure if you charge less you can still make money on other stuff, but there's no other stuff if the seat goes unsold.There is no ancillary revenue to an unsold ticket and you now see them advertising to fill them.

Would love to see the ledger sheet-

PSL revenue, ad budget (which they didn't have before this), unsold tickets vs. sold tickets before PSLs.

The Yankees are finding out the same thing. You make no money on a seat that goes unsold. And as to "the aftermarket"-it pisses your customers off that they're paying full freight and the guy down the aisle paid a fraction of that on line. it's corrosive to how fans perceive the value of their ticket and experience.

To echo Jason-the Jets really didn't think this PSL/pricing thing thoroughly. They assumed same stuff, different day, the rubes will pay up.Part of it was the downturn in the economy. The one thing neither franchise grasps is concessions and even luxury box amenities aren't nearly as important at NFL football games when EVERYONE tailgates. Why take up space with stuff your customers don't really want or buy?

[Lil Bit Special]

Thing is, a seat that is filled and paid for generates more revenue-parking,concessions, stadium ad revenues. A seat that is empty generates nothing. Figure if you charge less you can still make money on other stuff, but there's no other stuff if the seat goes unsold.There is no ancillary revenue to an unsold ticket and you now see them advertising to fill them.

Would love to see the ledger sheet-

PSL revenue, ad budget (which they didn't have before this), unsold tickets vs. sold tickets before PSLs.

The Yankees are finding out the same thing. You make no money on a seat that goes unsold. And as to "the aftermarket"-it pisses your customers off that they're paying full freight and the guy down the aisle paid a fraction of that on line. it's corrosive to how fans perceive the value of their ticket and experience.

To echo Jason-the Jets really didn't think this PSL/pricing thing thoroughly. They assumed same stuff, different day, the rubes will pay up.Part of it was the downturn in the economy. The one thing neither franchise grasps is concessions and even luxury box amenities aren't nearly as important at NFL football games when EVERYONE tailgates. Why take up space with stuff your customers don't really want or buy?

Huh??? My point was of course the seats were sold out in the 90's. it was cheap to go. and i could pay cash to park.

[Bugg]

Huh??? My point was of course the seats were sold out in the 90's. it was cheap to go. and i could pay cash to park.

The higher expense is a huge part of it. But beyond that it's how the Jets completely misread their customer base in ways great and small. The brain trust really believed they could jack up the price ad infinitum with no real impact to their bottom line. They ahd to know they would lose some people, but it's clear they had no idea what people would put up with at a given price point. The new stadium is not a better game day experience and the added cost is very much a breaking point. You can put up with a crappy product if it's ....reasonably priced.If it starts getting really expensive, you're giving your customers reasons to question what they're paying for exactly. And why bother.

[SMC]

Johnson should sell the team to an LA based owner and have the team move there

[Lil Bit Special]

The higher expense is a huge part of it. But beyond that it's how the Jets completely misread their customer base in ways great and small. The brain trust really believed they could jack up the price ad infinitum with no real impact to their bottom line. They ahd to know they would lose some people, but it's clear they had no idea what people would put up with at a given price point. The new stadium is not a better game day experience and the added cost is very much a breaking point. You can put up with a crappy product if it's ....reasonably priced.If it starts getting really expensive, you're giving your customers reasons to question what they're paying for exactly. And why bother.

exactly why im no longer a season ticket holder. 20 years and i left when they built the new place. and i dont miss it.

[Lil Bit Special]

Johnson should sell the team to an LA based owner and have the team move there

why? He's making a sh!t load of money off this team and the fans. As long as his money seats sell he doesnt give a sh!T

[dbatesman]

Tom: I don't want to quote you and make everyone scroll down again, but suffice it to say: <3

[THE ILK]

POTW T0mShane!

[Larz]

I hope the game gets blacked out and the jets lose by 50

then maybe, just maybe, woody will start to reconsider his strategy

[HessStation]

It was west side or bust. This is what bust is.

[will]

The stadium was still full. The empty seats on monday night are going to be hilarious.

Last game was to my eye 40% 49er fans. By the fourth quarter it was 85% red jerseys. Those PSLs are expensive. Fans are doing whatever they can to pawn off the valuable tickets. I guess Texan fans don't travel.

[BlackDynamite]

Last game was to my eye 40% 49er fans. By the fourth quarter it was 85% red jerseys. Those PSLs are expensive. Fans are doing whatever they can to pawn off the valuable tickets. I guess Texan fans don't travel.

The don't really exist. I have family in Houston. NFL football isn't that big a deal there.....

BD