It’s difficult for Tannenbaum to describe how much he enjoys his job. He tries words such as “unbelievable” and “amazing,” then offers more superlatives, but they all seem insufficient to him. His fulfillment is such that the job is also a source of anxiety, which can be forestalled only by greater and greater exertions. “I’m relentless,” he told me. “I’m going to show up every day, almost to an irrational extent. I want to work. Insecurity drives me. I don’t want to go back to Needham. I don’t want to be the man in the frozen-foods section of a grocery store, the guy who, ten seconds after I pass by with my peas, people whisper, “That guy used to be the G.M of the Jets.”
—Mike Tannenbaum, the General Manager of the Jets, as quoted in an article, “Quarterback Shuffle,” by Nicholas Dawidoff
(I just spent the energy typing the quote to a fellow writer, so I thought I’d recycle it here.)
The whole article is great—a little Tebow, a little humor, a little Mark Sanchez, a lot of tears (at least for me). I weirdly love sports articles in the New Yorker, because the people who write them—Ben McGrath in particular—are fantastic at weaving stories. Read it here.