That’s what the Jets have to say to anyone who wants to name dishes after the team.

The team set their spokeswoman on Prime KO Japanese Steakhouse after they found out the kosher restaurant was serving dishes with names like “Green on Green Jets Salad” and “Jets Dragon Roll”.

Jets spokeswoman Jessica Ciccone called Prime KO Japanese Steakhouse at 217 W. 85th St. a few weeks ago to complain the gourmet Gang Green fare wasn’t authorized by the team.

“We were really shocked,” said restaurant spokesman Steven Traube. “I think she was just being spiteful.”

So far the restaurant is holding its ground. They added a “Jets latke” for Hanukkah. Can’t wait to see what they add for Kwanzaa. Something with a poached egg called Revis Island perhaps.

They might have better luck naming dishes after players. They could have a tasting menu and name all the dishes after Antonio Cromartie’s kids. Customers can get it at a reduced rate if they can name his kids faster than he could on Hard Knocks. Ordering the “Rex Ryan” could mean getting the whole menu. I’d suggest a dish named after Braylon Edwards but the wait staff would always drop it before it ever got to the table.

“Sir, some Manischewitz to go along with your pigeon steak?”

Who knew Mike Tyson was down with the kashrut? He’s come a long way from throwing down on Evander Holyfield’s ear which is definitely not kosher.

Tyson is allegedly in talks with Moshe Malamud, chairman of the Franklin Mint collectibles company, about opening a chain of high-end kosher restaurants. They recently met to discuss the idea at a New York restaurant.

The former champ, who was Muslim at last check, went vegan earlier this year. While it may not have “been long enough for [the] kind of Zen shit” that comes from vegan “explosions of energy”, Tyson swears he’s done eating meat.

Anyone who thinks Iron Mike can’t pull this venture off needs to kill that noise. Remember how he handled tea service?

Tyson does have a history of being taken for his money by business associates. He might want to watch Malamud. You’ve seen those Franklin Mint commercials. Would you trust anyone who sells a quarter for $2? No way, Jose. Expensive quarters and cannolis can step the fuck off like Gigantor.

H/T to Eater for the heads up.