Football Guys: Mark Sanchez Comes Of Age

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In today's Football Guys chat room, the obvious parallels between the Jets' Mark Sanchez and The Wonder Years' Kevin Arnold were finally acknowledged. And he knew what he had to do.

As time passes, the similarities grow ever stronger between Jets quarterback Mark Sanchez and the main protagonist of The Wonder Years, Kevin Arnold. Both are bushy-haired, adorable little fellas. Both wear Jets stuff all the time. Both play in the suburbs. Both like football. And both find themselves in their formative years, with a lot left to learn.

Sanchez, in fact, learned a valuable lesson Sunday night, when his Jets were surpassed, and ultimately routed, by the Patriots. He learned a little something that day, and he knew what he had to do. Please enjoy today's Football Guys chat, and please read **OnlineHost** in the voice of Daniel Stern.

(The following chat is based roughly on Season 1, Episode 3 of The Wonder Years.)


  **OnlineHost**
It was two thousand eleven. I had just turned 25 years old, and was in my third year as a Jet. But we'll get to that.
  **OnlineHost**
There's no pretty way to put this... I played in the suburbs. East Rutherford, in fact. Too far away to ride my bike to anywhere that mattered.

 

**OnlineHost**
 I guess most people think of the suburbs as a place with all the disadvantages of the city, and none of the advantages of the country. And vice versa. But, in a way, those really were the wonder years for us there in the suburbs. It was kind of a golden age for talented, flawed quarterbacks.

Marksanchez_medium

 Mark_Sanchez: Quit it, butthead!

Waynechrebet_medium

 Wayne: eh heh heh heh

/flings spoonful of mashed potatoes

 

**OnlineHost** 
Unfortunately, it was also a golden age for annoying older brothers.

Marksanchez_medium

Mark_Sanchez: WAYNE!

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 Wayne: hey, don't worry scrote! i'm sure you can just go whine about it to... your girlfriend!

ahaha! eh heh heh!

Marksanchez_medium

 Mark_Sanchez: Hey! Winning is not my girlfriend! All right?
   **OnlineHost** 
Well. Not really, anyway.

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 Wayne: oh, so is that why you've been hanging out with winning every two to three weeks?

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 Mark_Sanchez: Cut it out. S'not a big deal!
    **OnlineHost** Dad has entered the chat room.
Rexryan_medium

 Dad: sigh

/sets headset on kitchen counter

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 Mark_Sanchez: Um. Hey dad! How was work?
Rexryan_medium   

 Dad: work's work

    **OnlineHost** If my old man were a poet... well, let's just say he would save a lot of paper.

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 Mark_Sanchez: So, uh, Dad.
Rexryan_medium  Dad: Eh?
 

  **OnlineHost** It was finally time to state my case. A third-year man like myself needed a bigger allowance, and it was finally time to lobby to the man himself.

I needed to be tactful. Charismatic. Thoughtful.

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 Mark_Sanchez: Dad, can I have a raise? On-- on my allowance.
   **OnlineHost** Oops.
Rexryan_medium  Dad: ask ya mother

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 Mark_Sanchez: Mom? Can I get a raise? I mean, I'm 25 now, and I do all kinds of stuff around the team.
Rexryan2_medium   Mom: Well... maybe we can talk about this after dinner, honey.
   **OnlineHost** But I was a man on a quest. I was not to be deterred. I broke the cardinal rule of kid-dom.

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 Mark_Sanchez: Wull--

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 Mark_Sanchez: Wull listen, how come Wayne gets a higher allowance than I do?
Rexryan_medium  Dad: Because Wayne played for the Jets for 11 years. You play for 11 years, we'll talk.
    **OnlineHost** I was stonewalled.

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 Wayne: /idly sticks stalks of celery up nose
     **OnlineHost** I got to thinking that night. About money. About making a living. What was work all about?
   **OnlineHost** So later, when Dad was in his easy chair, watching TV, I ignored the "do not disturb" rule and asked him something I'd never asked him before.

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  Mark_Sanchez: Um. Dad?
Rexryan_medium  Dad: Eh?

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 Mark_Sanchez: What do you... do all day? You know... like, for your job.
Rexryan_medium  Dad: I work in the AFC East. You know that.

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 Mark_Sanchez: Wull... yeah, but...
Rexryan2_medium

Mom: /squeezes Dad's arm

Honey. He wants to know what you do all day.

Rexryan_medium  Dad: Well... tell ya what. Tomorrow, you're coming to work with me. You'll see what work's all about.
   **OnlineHost**
And then next day, I went to work with my old man. I knew he worked at the AFC East, we all did. But to me, that was just a fancy acronym. I wanted to know what it meant. What having a job meant.
Rexryan_medium  Dad: Well, here it is.
   **OnlineHost**
I sat next to Dad on the sideline as he went about his day. Calling plays. Checking in on his offensive coordinator. Debating with officials.

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 Mark_Sanchez: /beams
    **OnlineHost**
Yep, my old man was some kind of big-shot. He looked so important. Like nothing could stop him.
Billbelichick_medium  Boss: RYAN! What the hell is going on here?
Rexryan_medium  Dad: Oh, hello Mr. Belichick. What's the matter?
Billbelichick_medium  Boss: The matter? You've been here for an hour and you don't know what the matter is?
Billbelichick_medium  Boss: I have a safety, that's the problem! The score is 9 to 6!

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 Mark_Sanchez: /puzzled look
    **OnlineHost**
I thought my old man only worked 9 to 5.
Rexryan_medium  Dad: Yes. Well, Mr. Belichick, I put nine points on the board because I--
Billbelichick_medium  Boss: Fix this, Ryan. NOW. My passing attack can't penetrate the secondary. This office is NOT going to settle for field goals, you hear me? You want us to try to compete for playoff contracts with the AFC North with field goals? Switch up your defensive scheme, or else I'm going to...


**OnlineHost**
I didn't understand what Mr. Belichick was saying. It all sounded important.

I took a long look at my dad as he sat there, taking the sort of lecture gave me whenever I left my bicycle in the driveway.

It was horrible.


 **OnlineHost**
We didn't say much on the drive home. I finally understood why he came home in the shape he did.

And I wondered whether that would ever be me.

Rexryan_medium

 Dad: /parks in driveway, turns in seat

Don't grow old, kid. Don't you ever grow old.


Football Guys is a spinoff of The Dugout, a baseball-oriented series of cussy chat room conversations created in 2004 by Jon Bois, Brandon Stroud, and Nick Dallamora. You can read the latest installments of The Dugout at With Leather.

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