Sean B. Fitzgerald It doesn’t go something like this, it goes exactly like this.

I miss the Yankees

I'll say it again: I miss the Yankees. I know what you're thinking. You're thinking, "Oh poor Sean! Being a New York sports fan must be hell! Trying to juggle all those championships must be a full time job!"

Mock me all you want. But it IS tough. Sure, I get to relish in the greatness that is the New York Yankees. I'll admit that I'm spoiled. Having my favorite team spend the GDP of Morocco every season just so they win some piece of shit trophy is fantastic. And I don't mind the hatred that comes in every direction from competing teams fans. I'll put up with it. They're playing within the confines of that fabulous collective bargaining agreement and until they start cheating, I won't apologize for their expenditures.

But that season is over. It's in the past. And in case you haven't noticed, I root for the Jets, Knicks, Seton Hall Basketball, and Notre Dame Football. Still think I'm spoiled? I thought so.

Sure, the Jets came into the season with relatively low expectations. But those expectations went out the window as soon as Rex Ryan opened his mouth. Sure it was fun to listen to. I was right there with him as he ranted and raved about not kissing Belichick's rings or kicking Channing Crowder's ass. It was great. All this talk was great as the Jets took care of the Texans, Patriots, and Titans through the first three weeks. It was a good time to be a Jet fan. I actually had the opportunity to gloat in front of Patriots fans. Big mistake. And as soon as Mark Sanchez realized he was a rookie quarterback, and Rex Ryan realized he was a rookie coach, and Leon Washington's ankle ripped in half, and Braylon Edwards forgot he had hands, they were 4-5.

Now, our head coach is tearing up in front of team on a Monday before a Week 10 game. And I have no problem with showing emotion. We're all human. And hopefully it motivates the Jets to victory on Sunday. But that's what I've been reduced to. A season that started off with such promise has me clinging to hope for a victory that would make them 5-5.

Secretly, I hope they lose out and set themselves up nicely in the draft.

And how about those Notre Dame Fighting Irish. Ask me why I am a fan and I won't have an answer. Maybe it's because my grandfather and father always watched them growing up. Maybe it's because every single one of their games is on television. Maybe it's because I like the movie Rudy. Or maybe it's because I'm Irish. Whatever the case may be, I'm stuck. I'm stuck with this perennially underachieving mess of a football program. Up until last season, they hadn't won a bowl game since 1993. This is the Irish we're talking about! Remember when they were good? No? Me neither. And that's the problem. They haven't been consistently good for a few decades. What recruits would want to go there? "Let's see. I could play for a school in southern California with a cool, hip coach and beautiful girls or I could play for a school in Indiana for a fat coach with a barely acceptable winning percentage".

And that brings me to my next point. Fire Charlie Weis. Whoa, I just had deja vu. Oh, that's because I've said that before. A thousand times. From what I've read, after last week's loss to Pittsburgh, things are being set in motion for Charlie is go "bye-bye" and someone else being put in his place. Thank Touchdown Jesus! Long overdue. I need not say anymore about him because his play-calling does all the talking.

And the Knicks. If it were up to all Knick fans, they would ask to be put in a vegetative state until July 2010. This season has absolutely no meaning whatsoever. Well, not necessarily. No free agent would like to sign with a team that's counting on Wilson Chandler and Danilo Gallanari to reach their potential. But if any young player shows signs of life, maybe, just maybe they could hook some fish. It's been argued that it's a foregone conclusion that Lebron James will bolt Cleveland as soon as the season is over and declare for free agency.

I think that's a given also.

But where he ends up is anyone's guess. If he's looking to further his "brand", he'll end up in New York. If he's looking to appease his friends, he'll end up in New Jersey/Brooklyn. And if he's looking to win, he'll end up anywhere else.

But I am getting ahead of myself. Right now, I have to put up with the Knicks who have one shiny win in 10 games and are looking to sign Allen Iverson. I'll take anyone right now. Anyone who puts fannies in the seats, makes this team interesting, and maybe help win a game or to. Anything to make the transition from now to July any easier.

So this is what I have to put up with. From April to October, I am a content man. The Yankees fulfill all needs. But from November to March, I'm lost. Looking to grasp onto any success. 5-5? I'll take it. Allen Iverson? Bring him on! Any other coach than Charlie Weis? You know it!

Like I said, this is what I've been reduced to. A Cleveland sports fan.