I remember watching that first episode of Hard Knocks with my wife. The two of us bopped our heads to “Shivers” as we watched Aaron Rodgers launch training camp missiles with precision. “That boy is cold,” Garrett Wilson said at the time.
The players were in awe. I was in shock. I turned to my wife and said, “I can’t believe this is real. This guy’s a Hall of Famer and he actually wants to be on the Jets.” Unless you’ve lived with a Jets inferiority complex, you can’t possibly understand what this meant at the time.
I hadn’t been this proud to be a Jets fan since those 2009 and 2010 seasons…1998 before that. Everything was in place to make a legitimate run at a Lombardi. There was hype. There was national attention. There was reason to believe the “Same Old Jets” were dead.
Then, I uttered those words. The ones us Jets fans always regret saying out loud: “This time it’s going to be different,” I said. We ALL said it! That’s why this is so disappointing…even for a fanbase that is routinely tortured and teased in the cruelest of ways.
This time, the football Gods did us dirtier than Lucy ever did Charlie Brown. They pulled the rug out from under us just 4 plays into this experiment and everything changed. After that Achilles pop, we never got the Rodgers experience we were promised.
I’m optimistic that Aaron Glenn is the right hire at head coach, but that doesn’t make this empty feeling go away. It doesn’t make that Super Bowl III Trophy any less lonely, either. Not yet, anyway. Quarterback purgatory is a tough place to be. Jets fans have spent most of their fandom there. I thought Rodgers was the one to get us out of the darkness. We all did. Maybe this next regime will finally find a franchise quarterback to get it done.
Life with Aaron Rodgers was just full of hard knocks.






