Wow, what a weekend this was supposed to be! On Saturday, my alma mater, the University of Miami was headed to Norman, Oklahoma to take on the #5 ranked Oklahoma Sooners in a game that would show the country the 'Canes were for real this season. On Sunday, my beloved New York Jets were hosting the Patriots in the season opener; a game that would show the country that the Jets were for real this season. And, I had not one but TWO of my fantasy football teams in action and I was going to show both leagues I was for real this season. And then, one by one, it all came crashing down.

First, on Saturday, the 'Canes forgot how to tackle, catch, throw, block and hold onto the football as they were annihilated 51-13. We changed quarterbacks three times, one of our corners gave up four touchdowns and for some reason we had a third string tight end who weighs 260 pounds returning kicks. But, at least none of our players kicked anybody in the head, so that's a good thing. As for proving anything to the nation, the only message we sent was ... play us.

Then on Sunday, I dropped nearly 0 of my hard earned money for a ticket to the Jets' season opener. Brent and I drove to Jersey, we shot part of Tuesday's Bleacher Blogger episode from the stadium, met some cool fans and I even got to hang out with the Jets' cheerleaders (aka The Flight Crew). It was shaping up to be a great day. Then, a terrible thing happened. Kickoff. Right from the first drive it was jaw-droppingly obvious the Pats are far superior to the Jets. Not only has the gap not closed between the teams, it's turned into the Hoover Dam. The Patriots have a better quarterback, running back, tight end, wide recievers, offensive line, defensive line, secondary, linebackers, special teams and coaching staff. In case you weren't keeping track, that's EVERY part of a football team. They even have better uniforms. We were like the little brother who thinks he's finally good enough to beat big bro in one-on-one and then loses 21-3. Except we lost 38-14. And the game wasn't even as close as the final score. We stink.

So my college team and pro team got their collective asses kicked 89 -27. And while that definitely sucked, and I was in a foul mood, at least I was fairly certain I would win both my fantasy football leagues. For some inexplicable reason, I'm very cocky when it comes to fantasy football, although if you look at my track record I don't really win all that much ... including yesterday. In fact, yesterday I lost in BOTH leagues by a combined score of 383-209 (unless Darrell Jackson does anything tonight; in which case it will be even worse). And if that doesn't stink enough, I may have already been crippled by the injury bug. I have Brandon Jacobs in both leagues and he left last night's game with an injured knee and I have Cadillac Williams in one league and he left his game with injured ribs. So I'm down two running backs after the first week. Awesome!

So, to sum up, the 'Canes suck, the Jets suck and both my fantasy football teams suck. But at least I still have my health ... and the Knicks.