Now that Santonio Holmes is a Jet, it can be unequivocably stated that Woody Johnson officially has replaced Al Davis as the Father Flanagan of sports, and HBO might want to change the title of their summer training camp show from “Hard Knocks” to “Animal House.”
Braylon Edwards arrived a year ago with his baggage.
Then came Antonio Cromartie, father of the bump-and-run.
Now, for the bargain basement price of a fifth-round pick, an offer GM Mike Tannenbaum understandably could not refuse, here comes Holmes Sweet Holmes, who is facing a four-game suspension for violation of the NFL’s substance-abuse policy.
Who’s next? Pacman Jones? Hey, the Eagles are trying to unload Michael Vick, aren’t they? What about Ben Roethlisberger? Maybe the Rooneys will get sick of his act, too.
Come one, come all to Woody’s Halfway House For Juvenile Gridders.
Meet the Bad Boy Jets, The Team They Love to Hate.
Apparently the Jets have sent out the following memo to the other 31 teams: If you ever grow tired of your head cases’ acts, call us, we’ll find a spot for him. It’s been 42 years since we won a damn Super Bowl and we have PSLs to sell, by the way.
The Jets are starting to resemble Jimmy Johnson’s swagger-fueled Miami Hurricanes, without the camouflage outfits.
Boy, are the Jets putting all their eggs in coach Rex Ryan’s shrinking basket or what?
Ryan may be the one NFL head coach who is able to control a combustible group such as the one that will report to Cortland in the summer. We know this much: he’s the one NFL head coach who has flipped off an enemy fan.
It’s a good thing that NFL sheriff Roger Goodell and his personal-conduct policy are not too far away on Park Avenue.
I can’t wait to see what happens when both Holmes and Edwards start griping about the number of balls thrown their way now that they will be forced to coexist as something other than Mark Sanchez’s Go-To-Guy.
Tannenbaum and his staff have exhibited a knack for importing talent. They also have exhibited a knack for importing trouble. Holmes, the hero of Super Bowl XLIII, is a first-round talent and first-round headache [marijuana, domestic violence, disorderly conduct, naked Internet photos]. Holmes, once described by his high school coach as a likeable kid, admitted to selling drugs growing up in poverty-stricken Belle Glade, Fla.
If it all implodes, if Ryan is not strong enough or motivator enough to make sure that the inmates are not running the asylum, you hope and pray that HBO might not have to invite the Jets back for a new series: Hard Time.