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So you are saying that the team that turned 6-3 into 13-3 is out of sync and should fear the obviously firing on all cylinders team that turned 8-3 into 9-8? OK.

I'll light the fire You put the flowers in the vase that you bought today Staring at the fire for hours and hours while I listen to you Play your love songs all night long for me, only for me Come to me now and rest your head for just five minutes, everything is good Such a cozy room, the windows are illuminated by the Sunshine through them, fiery gems for you, only for you Our house is a very, very, very fine house with two cats in the yard Life used to be so hard Now everything is easy 'cause of you

Ah, watch out You might get what you're after Cool babies Strange but not a stranger I'm an ordinary guy Burning down the house Hold tight Wait 'til the party's over Hold tight We're in for nasty weather There has got to be a way Burning down the house

I didn't even have the sense to know What I was missing Or what I was soon to feel for You the laughter You a reason to live You the object of all the love I can give And all that I possess You who meant nothing when I was younger

Hey, ain't it good to know that you've got a friend? When people can be so cold They'll hurt you and desert you Well, they'll take your soul if you let them Oh, yeah, but don't you let them You just call out my name And, you know, wherever I am I'll come running to see you again Oh, baby don't you know 'bout Winter, spring, summer or fall Hey, now, all you've got to do is call Lord, I'll be there, yes, I will You've got a friend

Down at the edge, round by the corner Not right away, not right away Close to the edge, down by a river Not right away, not right away

He seems to be completely unreceptive The tests I gave him show no sense at all His eyes react to light the dials detect it He hears but cannot answer to your call

Until you've seen this trash can dream come true You stand at the edge while people run you through And I thank the Lord There's people out there like you I thank the Lord there's people out there like you

Desperado, oh, you ain't gettin' no younger Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home And freedom, oh freedom, well that's just some people talkin' Your prison is walking through this world all alone

Maybe look into recalibrating that detector. It has a lazy thinking kind of ironic miasma about it.

Yes you have. You are simply unaware of who the potheads really are.

You're an accident waiting to happen You're a piece of glass left there on a beach. Well you tell me things I know you're not supposed to Then you leave me just out of reach. Who's gonna ride your wild horses? Who's gonna drown in your blue sea?

Hold on to your friends Hold on to your friends Resist - or move on Be mad, be rash Smoke and explode Sell all of your clothes Just bear in mind: Oh, there just might come a time When you need some friends (Welcome back Cole!)

Shiny happy people laughing Meet me in the crowd, people, people Throw your love around, love me, love me Take it into town, happy, happy Put it in the ground where the flowers grow Gold and silver shine

Do you know where you're going to? Do you like the things that life is showing you? Where are you going to? Do you know? Do you get what you're hoping for? When you look behind you, there's no open doors What are you hoping for? Do you know?

Mahommes did have 3 interceptions today and The Chiefs had to hold their breath as Denver almost pulled out a win after being down 3 scores. And I read above an envious comment on how KC "took care of business" today. And Bills D allows 10 points, almost maims the opposing QB with a vicious pass rush and you would think we gave up a 40 burger. I think that we all get a bit too fixated on what it has to look like, and miss the bigger picture. This was never going to be an easy game. In difficult conditions we took care of the ball and got out with a W. The other team, a very good team, cannot say the same.

The inevitable creeping effect of entitlement. Enjoy the ride.

On the turning away From the pale and downtrodden And the words they say Which we won't understand Don't accept that what's happening Is just a case of others' suffering Or you'll find that you're joining in The turning away

Then came the day at the bottom of the mine When a timber cracked and men started cryin' Miners were prayin' and hearts beat fast And everybody thought that they'd breathed their last, 'cept John Through the dust and the smoke of this man-made hell Walked a giant of a man that the miners knew well Grabbed a saggin' timber, gave out with a groan And like a giant oak tree he just stood there alone, big John (Big John, big John) Big bad John (big John)

There comes a redeemer, and he slowly too fades away And there follows his wagon behind him that's loaded with clay And the seeds that were silent all burst into bloom, and decay And night comes so quiet, it's close on the heels of the day Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world The heart has it's beaches, it's homeland and thoughts of it's own Wake now, discover that you are the song that the morning brings But the heart has it's seasons, it's evenings and songs of it's own

Marvin, he was a friend of mine And he could sing his song His heart in every line Marvin, sang of the joy and pain He opened up our minds And I still can hear him say Oh talk to me, so you can see, what's goin' on Say you will, sing your songs, for evermore, evermore

Just a hunch, but I don't think it's coddling at all. McDermott is firm in his culture of nobody being handed a job regardless of draft status or how they arrived on the roster. In the immortal words of The Smiths; "You just haven't earned it yet baby".

What happened here As the New York sunset disappeared I found an empty garden among the flagstones there Who lived here He must have been a gardener that cared a lot Who weeded out the tears and grew a good crop And now it all looks strange It's funny how one insect can damage so much grain

I said (can't explain) I'm feeling good now, yeah, but (can't explain) Dizzy in the head and I'm feeling blue The things you've said, well, maybe they're true I'm gettin' funny dreams again and again I know what it means, but Can't explain I think it's love Try to say it to you When I feel blue

Ah, fun times! A young Bills tackle, Ken Jones actually changed his number from 69 to 72 in attempt to stop/trick refs from looking to flag his number automatically on pass plays. Rule was changed to a simple 10 yard penalty in 1978. About that time, Ken Jones (coincidentally?) became one of the better tackles in the league.