The Real Buffalo Joe

Dodgers over Rays in 6.

I'd settle for a paper ticket.

Hello window (hello) (hello) Well I see that you're still here Aren't you lonely Since our darlin' disappeared? Well, look here, is that a teardrop In the corner of your pane? Now don't you try to tell me that it's rain

Excluding Legends, you can bring back any player from the Bills, in his prime with us. But he has to be: 5 years retired from football (theoretically HOF eligible) Not in the Pro Football Hall of Fame Not on the Bills wall of Fame. My initial answer was Kyle Williams. But I feel that it's only a matter of time before his name goes up on the wall.

Well, I told you once, and I told you twice But you never listen to my advice You don't try very hard to please me With what you know, it should be easy Well, this could be the last time This could be the last time Maybe the last time I don't know, oh no, oh no

Though I dream in vain In my heart it will remain My stardust melody The memory of love's refrain.

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I'd smoked my mind the night before With cigarettes and songs I'd been pickin' But I lit my first and watched a small kid Playin' with a can that he was kickin' Then I walked across the street And caught the Sunday smell of someone's fryin' chicken And Lord, it took me back to somethin' that I'd lost Somewhere, somehow along the way On a Sunday mornin' sidewalk I'm wishin', Lord, that I was stoned 'Cause there's somethin' in a Sunday That makes a body feel alone And there's nothin' short a' dyin' That's half as lonesome as the sound Of the sleepin' city sidewalk And Sunday mornin' comin' down

If you ever go back into Wooly Swamp, well you better not go at night There's things out there in the middle of them woods That'd make a strong man die from fright There's things that crawl and things that fly And things that creep around on the ground And they say the ghost of Lucias Clay gets up and it walks around. But I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself And I couldn't conceive it, I never would listen to nobody else No I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself That there's some things in this world you just can't explain.

Could not have said it better myself.

Agreed!

This.

In 2018, we drafted Josh Allen. He was a project QB, with a lot of potential, but also a lot of work. We were told that we would see little to no Josh that season, because he would be riding the bench and learning his first year. I still don't understand, five years later, why Peterman was the guy he was to learn behind. Let's even forget the now legendary 5 INT game. Let's give the benefit of the doubt that Peterman truly did majorly improve to be relatively serviceable, he was still just barely a rookie himself with almost no playing time. Why was McDermott and/or Beane so adamant about this kid? Wouldn't the best bet have been to get a Fitzpatrick-esque guy. An experienced veteran, who might not light up the leauge, but would win some games for you, and most importantly play an important mentor role in Josh's development. Seems to have worked for Tua. Because instead, Peterman sucked, as we all thought, and Josh got thrown to the wolves his rookie year. Obviously it worked out, but it very well may not have.

Left a girl in West Virginia Up there where that green grass grows Yes I did Got a girl in Cincinnati Waitin' where the Ohio River flows Oh, girl I'm a ramblin' man Don't give your heart to a ramblin' man

Slow down, you move too fast You got to make the morning last Just kicking down the cobblestones Looking for fun and feeling groovy Ba da-da da-da da-da, feeling groovy Hello lamppost, what'cha knowing I've come to watch your flowers growin' Ain't you got no rhymes for me? Doo-ait-n-doo-doo, feeling groovy Ba da-da da-da da-da, feeling groovy