Recently the topic of Bengal rivalry was raised and all the typical villains were trotted out as in a police line-up for the conversation. Here were all of the standard divisional scum bags and, of course, San Francisco was included because of two notable Bengal defeats in the bitter days or yore. Yet one name-worthy thug, one that has managed to cause real trouble for the Stripes recently and no one seems to notice, is the stinking New York Jets.
This mouthy gang seems to always be in Cincinnati's way, and I feel I have been forced to root against them more vigorously than I have teams within the AFC North for the past few years.
It all started with the the last game of the regular season in 2009. The Bengals had already clinched the division and the game was cold and at night. Marvin Lewis played his starters for a possession and got them the hell out of there. J.T. O'Sullivan lined up under center for the Bengals and the Jets won 37-0.
The next week, wild-card week, the Jet...