Live from Southern California, this is the Jim Rome show.

The Jets always find a way.

They aren't just competitive of the Cowboys in this disaster category.

I think they might have run right by the Cowboys.

They might be the new Cowboys.

The Jets might have taken over as team content.

Because there was yet another bombshell report.

How can there be anything left?

Did they not drop a nuke there already?

How is there anybody still alive in that giant hole in the ground?

But yet, another bombshell report from Diana Rusini,

Zach Rosenblatt, and Mike Silver in the athletic this morning,

and somehow, incredibly, it makes the jets look even worse than ever.

I don't even know how that's possible at this point. How can you look any

worse than being the laughing stock of the entire league? How can you look any worse than having the

longest playoff drought in four major sports? Well, you're about to find out because this report

is once again an avalanche of absurd antics and bizarre management,

all stemming from the owner himself, Woody Johnson, aka Mr. Ready Fire Aim.

Ready Fire Aim.

Which, by the way, apparently people in the building agreed with when the hoodman dropped that bomb, which is not at all surprising.

All right.

So let me get into some of this.

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