I’m a lifelong fan of the New York Jets and New York Mets. The title is self-explanatory. At some point I decided subconsciously that there was some kind of honor in rooting for the lowest of the low franchises and pledged allegiance. If I ever found that flag I’d probably burn it. Crushing loss after crushing loss is really all I remember, since I was 4 when the Mets won the World Series and more concerned with Clifford the Big Red Dog.