Every year, particularly the last two, I have come into the season with false hope. Thinking we have a shot to make noise, we eventually peter out down the string, not getting the breaks we need to backdoor a playoff slot. Honestly, at this very moment in time, I am the lowest I have been in a decade. While I think the future COULD be bright, it's hard to live in the moment knowing we're going to embark on a likely painfully long season. I just don't see any way this team wins more than 7 games, with 5 or 6 being the likely outcome. Nonetheless, I am still traveling to four games from the west coast to drink my face off and root blindly for the Bills. One day, boys, one day.