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Take a victory lap @eball, you deserve it. Looking forward to your playoff prediction.

“We’re on to irrelevance.”

She was such a beauty and always came across as real and sincere in her interviews. RIP, Dawn. You always had it over Ginger for me.

Does having 6,700 fans at the games change your thoughts on going all out in the Miami game to get the #2 seed?

Nice work, @Shaw66. Your writing is spot on and well appreciated.

McDermott will do his Zoom with the media around 4:30 PM, any update will come then.

If it makes you feel better Kern is from Grand Island and grew up a Bills fan. His Dad owns and operates the NIagara Falls Power, a minor league baseball team that plays at Sal Maggie Stadium in NIagara Falls.

Is there any doubt that Brian Daboll badly wants the “most players on one team to catch a TD in a season” record? Throwing to the 4th string running back. That should have been number 14 right there, beautiful ball by Josh. I think he’ll take another shot at it next week if the game circumstances allow.

Winner, winner. It’s Jay North alright.

Not Peter. Here’s another clue the character has been commissioned by Dairy Queen to sell their products.

Not Rusty. Here’s a clue - the character was a newspaper comic before being adapted for television.

No, older show from the early 60s. Iconic character.

TV, not Robbie

Yes Not Peter

Can you name this actor?

From my oldest son. I raised him proper. 😀

For me it’s just not Christmas Day without hearing this classic from John.

That’s cold to cut Jesus on the eve of his birthday .

Josh has the arm to hit him in the upper deck.

Superman or Green Lantern ain't got a-nothin' on me I can make like a turtle and dive for your pearls in the sea, yeah A you-you-you can just sit there a-thinking on your velvet throne 'Bout all the rainbows a-you can a-have for your own When you've made your mind up forever to be mine I'll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind When you've made your mind up forever to be mine I'll pick up your hand I'll pick up your hand

Thanks, Shaw. The Bills bind many generations in my family, as well.

I’d be honored

I posted this in the pregame thread yesterday. Many have written to ask me to give it its own thread. Happy to oblige. It was 25 years ago, in the year of our lord 1995, that a plucky team of players representing the Western section of the state of New York made a heroic last stand in the pursuit of a trophy named for the fallen warrior, Lombardi. They'd come close, that ragtag bunch of overachievers. On 4 occasions they'd come to the arena where the holy trophy would be presented and each time they walked away defeated, while their opponents celebrated. This time they would secure the crown of the East, but not of the conference named after the nation that they'd bended a knee to honor and protect. But the combatants were not the only ones affected by the outcomes. The ones known as the fanatics were crestfallen as well. While their blood was not shed in the literal sense, it flowed from them like water from the mythical river Styx. They were connected with their on field heroes cosmically, just as that famed river was said to connect the underworld with the world of the living. Dead was what many of them felt after those defeats. Their ever-true hearts ripped in two. Even in the halcyon days of 1995, the fanatics knew that a storm was coming. They knew that their team would soon hibernate and dream of days of future and a return to glory. What they did not know is how long that induced slumber would last. One score and 5 long years later the beast has reawoken. Led by a field lieutenant espousing a meticulous process and a chess master of a general pulling the unseen strings that have replenished the ranks of a newly-feared Army, they stand at the ready to right old wrongs and restore glory to a franchise long overdue for its just reward. The fanatics too have changed. Many much grayer at the temple than the first go 'round. Still others breathing Earthly air when they were but a twinkle in heaven's eye those many years ago. Still, we pause to raise a glass to those that have passed on to a higher plane. Parents and Grandparents, brothers and sisters and friends of the Red, White and Blue. Though your body has left us, we feel your spirit here today and it emboldens us as we prepare to watch our heroes take the first step in reclaiming a glory that should have never been so long in its return. Clasp hands, brothers and sisters, and speak with me words that unite us across all racial, ethnic and socio-economic lines. Words that ring true from the banks of Lake Erie to the top of Mt. Everest. Words of eternal beauty that have e’re been spoken on this great land of ours. From our lips to God’s ear - Go Bills!