Dance fever

The Blob will opine more on this week in the En Eff Ell tomorrow ("Thanks for warning us," you're all groaning), but this tidbit it couldn't let sit.

It begins with a question: You know why the Jets stink?

Because they get upset about the dumbest stuff.

And so we go out to Oakland, Calif., where the Raiders danced ev'ry dance Sunday on the Green Weenies' heads, and Marshawn Lynch really danced. With the Raiders up 35-13 in the midst of an eventual  45-20 cruise, the JumboTron broke out "I'm Really From Oakland" featuring Vell and DJ Mustard, and Lynch -- who's really from Oakland -- decided to dance to the music on the sideline.

Mind you, he didn't do it on the field. He didn't shake it in the Green Weenies' faces. He did it on the sideline, just havin' a little fun on a day when the Raiders, and their fans, had every reason to have a little fun.

This being the No Fun League, of course, some folks objected.

"It irks my ever-living nerves," Jets linebacker Jordan Jenkins said on ESPN.com. "When I saw it happening, it was infuriating. ... That pissed me off. I'm an old-school guy. I don't like when things like that happen. That was embarrassing, losing like that and having Marshawn dance like that."

Oh, grow up, Alice.

Listen, if you're getting your shorts in a twist because an opponent danced on his own sideline during a big win in front of the home crowd ... well, that speaks volumes to why you're losing football games by 25 points. Obviously it's because you're paying too much attention to what's happening on the sideline, and not enough to what's happening on the field.

You don't want the guy to dance?

Do something about it.

Tackle him. Play better. Win the damn game.

Do that, and guess what?

Then you don't have to worry about him dancing.

Thus endeth today's lesson.