You drop 1 pass and the NY media is calling for your public beheading.
You thought playing in NYC would be all glitz and glamour. Sadly, you really play in New Jersey.
Micheal Strahan has a webcam in your locker.
All the clocks are set 5 minutes ahead. Or behind. You cant remember which, but its all ****ed up.
Outside linebacker thinks he's the star of the show, but cant even walk.
Every few weeks you find a dead mafia guy near the practice field. No one on the team seems to notice.
No one pays attention to you until baseball season is over.