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Huh? This is the polar opposite of how I experienced Stevie. I remember a 7th round pick that busted his ass to get on the field ahead of some considerably higher drafted guys, becoming the first Bill to post 3 consecutive 1000 yard seasons, and then showed his Buffalo love by signing an extension to stay and to the best of my memory, never once complained about a thing. Did he like to have his fun? He did. Why so serious BadolBilz? Stevie was fun and good!

Scott Norwood thanks you for forgetting... Really, it meant nothing, nothing at all.

Home - Pink Floyd Having moved away years ago, The Bills remain my primary link to my old Buffalo Home! This song IS how it feels to watch the Bills this year especially, but really... every other year too. They will always cast their spell on me. Home Home again I like to be here When I can When I come home Cold and tired It's good to warm my bones Beside the fire Far away Across the field Tolling on the iron bell Calls the faithful to their knees To hear the softly spoken magic spell

Two words: Rob Johnson

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"Seldom turns out the way it does in a song Once it a while you get shown the light In the strangest places if you look at it right" Thank you for your reliable wisdom Jerry. The world misses you, but we remember your words... if not all of the shows... And I see you Daggers. Tongue in cheek? Maybe. Maybe not. So yeah, unexpectedly 2020 has stepped up. In its own tormented way, 2020 has shown us Bills fans some light, and with a look at the goodies that humanity might just throw our way when we are open to them. This hell hole of a year... left us all just shaking our heads in dismay for so many months. For many of us, myself included, things got too real to even want to talk about yet . Yeah, it's still too soon in so many ways, but the door is swinging open. So yeah, I see you too, 2020. And while I want to scream a loud "expletive deleted" in your direction, I'll just put it defiantly in text. We'll be back! And just like The Hoodie figured about himself last night, you won't be. Ha! Details spared, but by February, real life had visited my household with devastation that would shake multiple families. By late February, I didn't know what was hitting me, and from what direction it was hitting. Surreal is the only word that comes to mind of the start to this year. And then 2020 really got untracked. It came in waves. It all sucked beyond anything speakable. The misery seemed unending and unbearable. And then, just when the dystopia was completely having its way with me, there was a fragment of unexpected goodness. Some way, somehow, and out of somewhere that I wasn't even looking to, The Bills, this year, brought back something to smile about, something worthwhile to be distracted with. Watching Belichick throw the phone last night made me laugh out loud. Man that felt good. This Bills season... It all feels so damn good, it has so restored my psyche to some memory of normalcy, of fun, of community and something good. The Josh Allen/Oisheis Hospital story, the airport scene, the beatdown of The Hoodie last night... These will be the goodies that we get to take away from 2020. The miserable crap will eventually fade away. Life has a way of healing us or forcing us to pick up the pieces and move forward. Real life good news has been starting to trickle into my home for a few weeks now. That is real. That is more than a goodie. Thats real life, sometimes all too real, sometimes remarkable and good in surprising moments. There is still pain. There are still scars from this horrible year. There remains a sense of permanent damage and there will forever be loss from 2020. But hope... yeah that might be creeping back in too. Thanks Bills, and thanks Bills Mafia for being my vehicle though the debacle that has been 2020. You delivered.

This! At the time, the red helmets were not received well at all. They were ridiculed as an eyesore, laughed at a symbol of our QB flaws and ... rightly so. They ruined a classic uniform. They should remain in storage until we ever lure Fergy out of retirement.

Was there a tiki torch involved?

He is billion year old carbon...

O.J. made me a Bills fan in 1973 and I was hooked for life. He was bigger than the team at that time. If you ran into someone who didn't see a game, the questions in order would be: 1). How many yards did OJ have? 2.) Who won? However, the Chuck Knox Bills were my favorite Bills teams ever, and just as heartbreaking as the Super Bowl Bills. My emotional bond to those teams was similar to the '75 Sabres. Thank You Bills! I have yet to witness anything like the on field insanity after breaking the Miami curse on opening day in 1980 or later that same year after beating The Rams in OT in the fog. Ferguson to Butler was like watching poetry on a football field. Those two are easily my favorites from those teams. I still think about Ferguson's broken ankle in the 1980 playoffs in the same way as "wide right". Just so unjust of the football gods! I think a great deal of these answers depend on when we were born... Obviously! Thanks St. Doug, you didn't make the list. ***. A special shout out to the guy who did the goal post high wire act against The Giants on Monday Night Football in 1975!

Love this exercise. For me, some guys were simply too damn fun to route for. If it's about favorite, they beat out other more talented or more accomplished guys. First Team: 2 - Steve Christie 17 - Josh Allen (yeah, I said it. Kelly not even favorite 12) 20 - Robert James 34 - Thurman (OJ, you were great, but not sorry) 46 - Leonard Smith 55 - Jim Haslett 67 - Reggie McKenzie 78 - Bruuuuuce 80 - Jerry Butler 97 - Biscuit (So much talent and so much fun to watch) Second Team: 8 - Brian Moorman 12 - Joe Ferguson 27 - Tre White 32 - O.J. Simpson 41 - Jamie Mueller 59 - Shane Nelson 67 - Kent Hull 76 - Fred Smerlas 83 - Andre Reed 95 - Kyle Williams Third Team: 7- Doug Flutie (Could not thing of another former New Jersey General) 12 - Jim Kelly (Could not think of a better former Houston Gambler) 20 - Joe Cribbs (Could not think of a better Birminham Stallion) 33 - Ronnie Harmon... No, Not Really! Of course its Sam Gash! 43 - Tony Greene 54 - C Spielman 68 - Joe DeLamielleure 72 - Holding, #72 Ken Jones (Noses out Offside, #76) But it was close. 89 - Steve Tasker 9X - All of the "High Motor" guys that played through the drought. Alternates: 5 - Nick Mike-Meyer 13 - Stevie Johnson 20 - Travis Henry (the runner, not the passer) 34 - Jim Braxton 44 - Derrick Holmes 51 - Brian Campbell (All time leader in goals scored at Bills Stadium) 69 - Conrad Dobler 70 - Eric Wood 80 - Eric Moulds 92 - Mount Washington

C'mon man... When you find yourself in a hole, just stop digging. By that logic, the 2009 Belichick was out-coached by Dick Jauron (fired at mid season that year) on the Monday Night Football opener when McKelvin (coached by Dick Jauron, I remind you) foolishly decided to bring the ball out of the end zone and fumble. New England struggled mightily to win that game. Sometimes overmatched teams just rise up to a moment. The NFL is a week to week league. If you try to live by ought to be's, shoulds, and formulas of expectation as an NFL season unfolds, your head is going to explode. Don't do that man... It's not just a buzz kill, it's unnecessary and It's painful to watch. "Why so serious?"

I'm not convinced that you do get it. Being prepared and forcing breaks that turn pivotal moments in your favor is how you get to success. We should be very happy with that. It's how most successful teams transform 3-5 or 4-4 mediocrities into 6-2 winners. I'll leave you with a quote from a Hall of Fame coach and then call it a day. Go Bills! "Failures are expected by losers, ignored by winners." – Joe Gibbs, former Washington Redskins head coach and three-time Super Bowl champion.

You want a quick two words to chew on with your breakfast while you ponder who out-coached whom yesterday? Here you go: Tyler Matakevich! Let that tongue twisting name wash over your palate for a moment or for several minutes if that's what it takes for you to get it. Put that name, that salad of iambic pentameter like sounds in your mouth over and over again before you take your coaching review to the keyboard again. For at least twenty years, we have coined the phrase "Billsy" applied it to creative new ways to achieve heartbreak and losses. Yesterday was again "Billsy", but not by us. Mediocre coaches, and we've had our share, never saw these moments looming or approaching. They, and we were devastated time and time again as these little moments turned into the bigger more obvious turning points that turned wins (and winds) to losses into Bills Mafia ulcers and our team's successes into failures. Think, if you can stomach it over breakfast, about McKelvin bringing the ball out of and end zone, or a defensive scheme responsible for leaving Dallas receivers uncovered near a sideline with only seconds to play. These little ominous moments were our way of football life for so long that we became almost numb to them. These were our trademark needless, unforced errors based in fear and desperation. Yesterday, our perennial perpetrator of these moments came calling with another of these potential kicks to the crotch. And McDermott had his team ready for it. Tyler Matakevich never blinked at the moment. He never flinched as he embraced as he embraced the attempted dagger of an onside kick from Belichick. In that moment, the tables turned on the coaching equilibrium in the AFC East. McDermott had his team prepared and they made New England pay instantly on the scoreboard and ultimately with the game and their season falling hopelessly away from them. It was an foolish coaching decision, an unforced error by the Pats, based in fear and desperation. McDermott and his team caused them to go there. And he had his team prepared to make the Pats pay for it with their season. I like being on this side of the equation. I like winning the close ones. I like causing the heartbreak for a change. I'm getting comfortable with it. Why can't so many of you enjoy this? Trust the process folks.

If 1984 didn't break you, you're in for life!

O.J. Rich Stadium debut! 1973! Such a thrill ride. I could never turn back.

I'll take one and done this year while living to see them follow up a great year by reversing the 90's curse, winning the ensuing 4 consecutive Lombardi Trophies. Bass will win the first one by drilling a 47 yard field goal, on a carom shot off the right upright in the closing seconds to clinch the win over Tampa Bay. I can live with this...

November 4th Rhetorical question: Why are so many who are so vocal about safety, so unwilling to take measures to ensure it? Perhaps your answer will determine how well you handle November 4.

Quite possibly Gene... Been there, done that... of my own volition. And it was great. Not to get all preachy, not at all... I've partaken in more tailgates than I can remember (literally lol...) You bring to mind one of my favorite moments on the journey to sobriety many years ago. I'm not sure why I feel compelled to share it this morning, but what the hell... here goes. As a long time season ticket holder, and fresh into sobriety, I recall calling my sponsor repeatedly from a payphone in the stadium concourse under the upper bowl on a Monday Night game back in '89 when Frank Reich pulled a game saving miracle in the closing seconds. In was my first sober night game, about 6 months into sobriety, still sitting with the insane, wonderful and completely out of control crew that I had my seasons with for many years. It was the 80's and it was a Monday Night game. You can fill in the blanks and sense the moment and the atmosphere. I was sure I was going to fall off the wagon at any moment, prompting me to call said sponsor repeatedly throughout the second half. I can't believe he kept answering the phone, but he talked me through it. Miraculously, the Bills pulled out the win and I didn't drink. My fandom not only survived the test, but I later realized that it brought me to the point of putting my best interests in jeopardy. Going to the game was a bad decision driven by passion for the Bills. For the next several years, I gave up my season tickets in the name of preserving my own and my familiy's best interests. And you know what seasons those next few season ticketless, only watching on TV years turned out to be.... yep 1990, 1991, 1992 and 1993. Damn! Talk about timing! Did I feel like I was missing out? Yeah, a little bit. But my inner Bills fan dominated, and those years as a Bills fan were still so freakin' fantastic and they still put a huge smile on my face when I think about them. In many ways, The Bills games and the joy that they brought during those years, even on TV, were the "port in the storm" that I relied on to experience some occasional joy during what felt like some fairly joyless times in my own life. I can only hope that this year's "TV only" Bills games will serve as the same touchstone to others who may be experiencing their own otherwise joyless times during this horrific year. 31 years later, I have continued to experience every joyous moment, every nail biting wretched "Billsy screw up", and the absolutely unique experience of commited Bills Mafianess. I wouldn't have considered missing a moment of it. I've been one of the lucky ones. I have never really felt tempted to drink since that Monday Night back in October of '89. My life has since normalized and my life has brought happiness beyond my wildest dreams. Your post struck an emotional chord in me and I thank you for that. It was that "test of fandom", going to a Bills game without alcohol, that was probably one of the biggest turning points in my life. Again, I say with all humility that I know that I am truly one of the lucky few that come through such moments, that come through addiction and move on to happy and healthy lives. In those 31 years that followed, I have survived the loss of both parents, the agonizing illness and death of that treasured sponsor that talked me through that Monday Night and became a treasured best friend and the loss countless other friends that were not so fortunate. I have watched my business fail and lost everything during the recession of 2008. And I survived it. I never drank. I never got high. Life got better. Way better! It can and does normalize. I can smile now and have been smiling for years. When the Bills win, my smile is always wider. And I do smile a grateful and humble smile when I think about how petty it feels that in light of all that I have come through since that the last time I was tempted to drink, that my last real temptation to drink was because the thought of being at a Bills game with friends without drinking was too much for me to process in that moment. I tell you from personal experience that we can get through a season of only having to watch The Bills on TV. And we can do this without placing our own best interests and the best interests of those that we love at risk. We can handle a great deal more than that, and come through the other side and celebrate together again. Apologies for the ramble... Something in your words hit me someplace deep when I wasn't looking. Thank You Gene1973. You made me smile this morning.

When you are at work, do you also become progressively intoxicated and unhinged to the point where all inhibitions are lost causing causing outbursts of such good judgement that leads to various attentions seeking stunts like throwing selves on burning tables? Not that there is anything wrong with that... But heck, during a global pandemic, what could go wrong? Besides, where are you ever going to find a healthier, non comorbidity having bunch of good fellas and gals then at a tailgate?

Louie Gohmert will do the opening day coin toss?

lot of people missing the Marcel Louis-Jaques joke. So I should take comfort in having company? Damn.. Me 2 hours ago: "why are Bills fans so miserable?" Me walking my recyclables to the curb 10 minutes ago: "Oh sh**, I think I've lost a few feet off the fastball.... I totally missed where FireChans was going there." Well played FireChans and thanks for the gentle nudge from Warcoded. Think I'll slide off to get ready for the big test... person, man, woman, TV, camera. wait.... person, woman, man, TV, camera. cmon... one more try. If I can do this, I'll be on Rushmore someday person, woman, man, camera, TV... SCORE!

Unacceptable answer? Are you serious? Smoke is clearly demonstrating leadership here in calling out rookies for being ready and well prepared. That IS just one way that he's helping them. This should be obvious to all but the jaded. Props to John Brown for showing how to lead as well...

Well hell... Because hey, you know it surely looks like rain. When the owners willingly call off first two, and now all of the preseason games, you know that's more than the sound of street cats... gettin' ready for some football.

Ha! Yes he did. Bob sang it like a man on fire. But Jerry knew... Don't let anybody tell you different. Cheers and Peace. Good Catch.