Firing Gase now is the best way for Jets to stop being a laughingstock
The laughter has reached the point of no return, when your face starts hurting because the knee-slapping hilarity just won’t stop.
The Jets are much worse than just a bad football team now. They’re a laughingstock careening towards historic ineptitude.
Giving Adam Gase his walking papers won’t be an elixir, but it’s a commonsense first step toward shedding this franchise’s punchline status.
Otherwise, the chuckles will sound like a bass drum.
Gase woke up Monday as the head coach of the only winless team in the NFL through six weeks; a sad, desperate, salesman quickly running out of suckers that will buy his pitch.
Gang Green’s latest blooper reel — a 24-0 wireto-wire loss to the Dolphins on Sunday — was no more painful to watch than the first five defeats.
It followed a familiar script littered with poor play-calling, nonsensical decision-making and awful execution.
There’s an art to being this terrible. The Jets’ average margin of defeat in their six games: 18.3 points.
“We haven’t done anything well this year at all,” Captain Obvious said after he fell to 30-41 as an NFL head coach. “We hurt ourselves so much.”
Gase, who is now 9-27 on the road, has become a master of losing with his special brew of brutal play. The Jets fell to 0-6 for only the second time in their 61-year existence — and first since a bespectacled, balding chap who went by the name of Rich Kotite led the charge for a 1-15 squad 24 years ago.