Stanley Lombardi

We wished and hoped for competent coaching, management, and quarterbacking. This goes way beyond competence. These guys are stars. And all with level heads on their shoulders.

I think Feliciano pursues happiness to the beat of his own drum. I appreciate, and hope to emulate, his example.

The Bills have had two great coaches. One has a gold jacket; the other will have a jacket and a ring to match.

Same as every year: The Who Cares

Nobody. No way. No how. Never.

Any off-tackle slant by OJ. You could see them 10 times per game. The rest of these are all one-hit wonders.

If there were a Fan Hall of Fame, this guy is first ballot unanimous.

Louie "the Pipe" is not pleased. Pegulas can expect a knock, a single knock, on their door.

Ironically, for me it was confirmed by one of his his 'worst' moments -- when he tried a lateral to Knox in the playoff game. That's when I knew how desperate our young QB was to lead and to succeed. As Shakespeare never said, "You can't teach desperation."

Yeah well, at least we in Lockport don't spell compliment c-o-m-p-l-e-m-e-n-t. We leave such illiteracy to you city slickers.

And groovin' is groovin'.

Heart, balls, guts, brains...

"Blue on Blue," he said, in both the second and third person.

I also got to see him at the Rockpile in his heyday. So pardon me for waxing rhapsodic, but Joe Namath was the most effortless and elegant passer the game has ever known. His passes were more poetical than mechanical. If they don't belong in the the Halll of Fame, then they belong in the Louvre. And, lest we forget, he happened to win the most historically significant game in the history of the sport.

For the space of maybe 5 years, Namath was the most famous player in football. Somewhere in that sentence lies the kernel of his inclusion in the "Hall of Fame." See if you can locate it.

Best of all, starting in January you'll have four more years to bash President Trump. Ain't life grand!

Humor eludes some, and some more than others.

I propose that the winner be awarded The Tommy John Trophy.

A compelling character. Ordering a #14/Diggs as we speak (in blue, of course).

The Buffalo Bills/NFL: Jumping the Shark, As We Speak

Bloviators

No. Not under any terms or circumstances.

I'm thinking Ed Oliver. But for the first couple games, it might have to be somebody else.

I met Johnny Bench after a Bisons game at War Memorial in 1967. He had the dimensions of a brick. I met OJ in Lockport Memorial Hospital, where my mother worked. He used to visit kids in hospitals around the area. He was so ridiculously athletic that he seemed to float, not walk, through the halls. (I've met a few more, but I'll confine my response to GOATs and HOFers.)

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