So what in the world happened to the Jets on MNF?  Where did the dominating Gang Green that was favored even on the road disappear to?  After a second loss in a row, it’s time to start wondering where we place the blame…

- Mark Sanchez, master of poise, for being slightly out-poised by a second year backup who by all accounts never had the poise-filled headlines to warrant saying he’d be a remotely poised challenger in a battle of poiseyness.

- Rex Ryan for wasting countless hours of valuable defensive game planning time to come up with vicious Yo Momma jokes to shout at Channing Crowder.

- The bastards at Pillsbury whose ill-advised placement of endzone Totino’s Pizza Rolls billboards clearly pushed Ricky Williams to his 6.2 yards per carry mark.

- Jets DE Calvin Pace, whose return from suspension threw a wrench in the spokes of the Jet defenders who struggled throughout the game to see around his massive, Peanuts-character head.

- Dolphins minority owner and grammy winner Marc Anthony for intimidating the Jets into distraction by staring down at the game like an evil dictator perched ominously atop his kingdom (in a luxury booth with Dwyane Wade and Gabrielle Union).

- The fans, whose steadfast belief and collective hope year in and year out only encourages the wrath of a vengeful and clearly kinda just plain douchey God.