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One of my favorite threads from my favorite poster.  Never gone from JN.  I have pre-paid his membership in perpetuity.

 

Boycot Jets Day

 

"I call on fellow Jets fans to actively engage in a series of aggressive boycotts and other protest moves in order to remove Woody Johnson as owner of this franchise.


With all due respect to many of the great players and coaches who have been part of the Jets family, I propose that Sunday October 12 (the home game against Denver) be designated as Dump Woody day.

The Jets franchise, set in the biggest market in New York, is owned by a deeply incompetent owner whose crass tabloid personal family history, shady past business dealings, propensity for loading the Jets front office with equally incompetent yes men, failure to provide the Jets with their own stadium, and repeated use of the Jets franchise as a platform to further his ego-driven, personal right wing agenda have proven to be catastrophic.

For these reasons, it is incumbent on Jets fans to drive him out of MetLife Stadium, His presence has cast an ongoing moral and professional pall over the team for far too long. He is an embarrassment, and has repeatedly shown himself to be a deeply incompetent owner.

Mr. Johnson must therefore be compelled to divest himself of this team such that a professional management team be found, and that the organization of the team itself be restructured, possibly along the lines of a public company that is owned by a loyal base of stockholding fans to whom a new management team would be directly accountable.

Mr. Johnson is possibly the dimmest bulb to feebly shine in the history of New York sports - his questionable business decisions over the years speak for themselves -- which is not unsurprising, given that his ownership of the team is based on inherited wealth, not through any personal accomplishment.

In 14 years, Mr. Johnson has rarely demonstrated that he has the requisite brainpower or business savvy to own a storied franchise that almost single handedly put the AFL on the map and forced a league merger with the NFL. The fact that the Jets today are worth double what he paid for them is function of the rising tide that lifts all boats in the NFL, not through anything he has done to turn this franchise into a winner.

Instead, Mr. Johnson has only succeeded in proving to the Jets fan base, as well as the NFL at large, that his deep and total incompetence as the owner of a major sports franchise has failed to produce a winning football culture (other than two outlier years) in the Jets locker room during his tenure. What he has repeatedly been able to produce is a laughing stock, typically drowning in a sea of bombastic failure -- as opposed to putting in place the measures necessary to field a championship team.

I therefore call on Jet fans to consider moves such as boycotting Jets home games for the remainder of the season, demanding through class action lawsuits against the Jets and the NFL that PSL fees be returned for putting a defective product on the field, and engaging in a loud and active DUMP WOODY campaign in the NY media as well as at the stadium.

The Woody Johnson era must end. As Jets fans, we deserve better."

 

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"I Will Remember You"

I will remember you

Will you remember me?

Don't let your life pass you by

Weep not for the memories

Remember the good times that we had?

I let them slip away from us when things got bad

How clearly I first saw you smilin' in the sun

Wanna feel your warmth upon me, I wanna be the one

I will remember you

Will you remember me?

Don't let your life pass you by

Weep not for the memories

I'm so tired but I can't sleep

Standin' on the edge of something much too deep

It's funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word

We are screaming inside, but we can't be heard

But I will remember you

Will you remember me?

Don't let your life pass you by

Weep not for the memories

I'm so afraid to love you, but more afraid to loose

Clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose

Once there was a darkness, deep and endless night

You gave me everything you had, oh you gave me light

And I will remember you

Will you remember me?

Don't let your life pass you by

Weep not for the memories

And I will remember you

Will you remember me?

Don't let your life pass you by

Weep not for the memories

Weep not for the memories

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Like Mick says-Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah

Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah

Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah

or something.

"Miss You"

I've been holding out so long

I've been sleeping all alone

Lord I miss you

I've been hanging on the phone

I've been sleeping all alone

I want to kiss you

Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh

Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh

Oooh oooh oooh

Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh

Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh

Oooh oooh oooh oooh

Well, I've been haunted in my sleep

You've been staring in my dreams

Lord I miss you.

I've been waiting in the hall

Been waiting on your call

When the phone rings

It's just some friends of mine that say,

"Hey, what's the matter man?

We're gonna come around at twelve

With some Puerto Rican girls that are just dyin' to meet you

We're gonna bring a case of wine

Hey, let's go mess and fool around

You know, like we used to"

[12" version:]

You've been strung up for her too long,

You know - girls will come and go -

They're just like streetcars...

I've been staying here too long,

Sometimes I feel so

Abandoned...

Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah

Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah

Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah

Oh everybody waits so long

Oh baby why you wait so long

Won't you come on! Come on!

I've been walking Central Park

Singing after dark

People think I'm crazy

I've been stumbling on my feet

Shuffling through the street

People ask me, "What's the matter with you boy?"

Sometimes I want to say to myself

Sometimes I say

Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh

Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh

Oooh oooh oooh

Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh

Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh

I won't miss you child

I guess I'm lying to myself

It's just you and no one else

Lord I won't miss you child

You've been blotting out my mind

Fooling on my time

No, I won't miss you, baby, yeah

Lord, I miss you child

Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah

Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah

Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah

Lord, I miss you child

Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah

Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah

Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah

Lord, I miss you child

Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah

Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah

Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah

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Hit the road Jack and don't you come back
No more, no more, no more, no more
Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more


What you say?


Hit the road Jack and don't you come back
No more, no more, no more, no more
Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more

 

Woah, woman, oh woman, don't treat me so mean
You're the meanest old woman that I've ever seen


I guess if you said so
I'd have to pack my things and go


(That's right)

 

Hit the road Jack and don't you come back
No more, no more, no more, no more
Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more
What you say?


Hit the road Jack and don't you come back
No more, no more, no more, no more
Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more

 

Now baby, listen baby, don't ya treat me this a way
'Cause I'll be back on my feet some day
Don't care if you do 'cause it's understood
You ain't got no money you just ain't no good


Well, I guess if you say so


I'd have to pack my things and go


(That's right)

 

Hit the road Jack and don't you come back
No more, no more, no more, no more
Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more
What you say?


Hit the road Jack and don't you come back
No more, no more, no more, no more
Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more

 

Well
(Don't you come back no more)
Uh, what you say?
(Don't you come back no more)

 

I didn't understand you


(Don't you come back no more)
You can't mean that


(Don't you come back no more)

 

Oh, now baby, please


(Don't you come back no more)


What you tryin' to do to me?


(Don't you come back no more)

 

Oh, don't treat me like that


(Don't you come back no more)


Read more: Ray Charles - Hit The Road Jack Lyrics | MetroLyrics 

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