Chappy....I hear you. My Mom just passed and was only 72 years old. She loved our Bills. It made me sad going through her stuff and seeing her "Whammy Miami" T-shirt, and all the other crazy gear she had colleced and pinned her hopes on, and to realize her football dream would never come true. The last ten years of her life were tough ones to be a fan. As her health failed and she watched more and more TV, I used to tease her about watching "Dancing with the Stars" and other crap like that. She would say "Unlike the Bills, sometimes I pick a winner".
It always made me laugh that we shared the same miserable Sunday together 70 miles apart, and then we could talk on the phone about what we saw. But the last bunch a years there hasn't been much to cheer about. The last game I went to with here was the Raiders game we came back in two years ago to go 4 or 5 and 1. My mom told me on the way out that we had no business being in htat game and we were outplayed in every facet. She knew football.
She died with a level of uncertainty that frankly was unfair to her support as a fan. All I can say is.......When ralph gets to meet her I hope she kicks his feeble ass.
Me, I'm still glued to the set on sunday. I do DVR the games and watch them in delay. I've found you can watch a game in about an hour and a half. When I start at 2:30, I get part of my sunday back, and still get the same bad feeling the Bills gave me live. I go to Two bills drive and read the highlights, but I don't take my kids to games, and I don't drink the koolaid anymore. I'm not off the bandwagon, I'm more like skeetching trying to decide whether to let go or not. Some unforseen force prevents it.
I wish I could give you hope, but I'll just say you aren't alone.
Take Care