If I'm Greg Roman, weeks 3 and 4 I'm watching and I'm actively rooting for Lynn, Rex, and the Bills to fall on their collective faces. Now its week 6, I haven't shaved or left the house in 2 weeks, the curtains are drawn and the living room is littered with empty pizza boxes. The walls are scrawled with "F@#$ Rex Ryan! F@#$ Rex Ryan!" and "All scores and no 3 and outs makes Greg a dull boy!". By week 8 they find me wandering around the neighborhood in a bathrobe and shouting in play calls to confused passersby.