Little Jets Fan Really Can’t Believe This Crap
The boss rides you all week at work. The wife won’t stop giving you an earful at home. The kids are always chirping for cash. And finally, on Sunday — your day! — you schlep all the way out to MetLife, pay an arm and a leg for parking, practically have to take out a second mortgage just to afford a cold one, and watch the Dolphins — the Dolphins! – parade up and down the field like they’re the greatest freakin’ show on turf.
Oy. What a circus.