Every fall Sunday, starting when I was five years old, my father turned the dial of our black-and-white TV to the CBS broadcast of the New York Giants game. The oldest of three girls, I was clearly the son that wasn't.
It's great to win as a team. More than anything it helped the morale of the team. It also reassured the young guys that the work they've been putting in is not in vain. The weekly routine can feel mundane at times, but at the end of the day, this is our job.
It is worth keeping in mind, though, that after every catastrophic phase, after every setback, both Greece and the NY Jets have managed to survive, recover and, on occasion, prosper. Both Greeks and Gang Green nation are nothing but truly resilient.