Taken from a Jets forum, I thought it was hysterical...and appropriate here.
Watching these forums after a loss is absolutely hysterical. It's fun to watch people go through the Seven Stages of Grief through their keyboards.
Stage 1, Shock and denial- WHY ARE THEY PLAYING BAD?! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!
Stage 2, Pain and guilt- God, this sucks so bad. I'm never going to see them win a championship. Maybe it's because I didn't wear my lucky socks like I did for the first three weeks. ...Oh my God, the Jets lost because of me.
Stage 3, Anger- THE GOD DAMN JETS. SANCHEZ IS A BUST, RYAN SHOULD BE FIRED, AND SCHOTTY HAS NO BUSINESS EVEN BEING NEAR A FOOTBALL FIELD. I WOULD KILL A PUPPY FOR THIS TEAM AND THEY WOULDN'T PISS ON ME IF I WAS ON FIRE.
Stage 4, Depression- Why does this team always do this to me? Why do they break my heart. Maybe I'll just stop watching football. It's not worth it anymore. I can't take it anymore. I'm going to go sit in my living room in my underwear with nothing else but a robe on. I'll probably bang out a few boxes of cereal and a gallon of ice cream while I'm in there.
Stage 5, Upward swing- What's that? We're only one game out of first place in our division? Hmm, maybe it's not so bad.
Stage 6, Reconstruction- You know what, we have a rookie head coach, a rookie quarterback, and a promising team filled with young talent. We're just going through growing pains. We'll be fine!
Stage 7, Acceptance and hope- This loss is the best thing that can happen to this team. Oh man, I bet we'll still go to the Superbowl this year.
Rinse and repeat, this happens every year.