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John Crumpacker... Ouch, I wonder what their family crest looks like?
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We beat the friggen Chiefs................big deal. This team is far from a playoff contender. We have sucked the last 4-5 weeks, I don't blame anyone here for pointing the finger at certain players on the Buffalo Bills. Those certain players should be called out from time to time.
Its very rare that I post, but you are spot on.
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They're running on all 7 cylinders.
HAHAHAHAHA HAAAAAa Haaaaa! Nice
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Out here in So Cal with about 15 newly met Bills fans in my living room. Also, making my way out to Arizona with that crew.
Go Bills! We will destroy the Hawks...
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Enough said. I know its a message board and all, but its the first preseason game. Other than the 4th quarter, please hold back any criticism. The McCargo thread cracked me up. He is our lone bright spot on a crappy line.
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Looks like a small High School Stadium. Here in SoCal, many High Schools pack in 5-10k for games.
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It seems like every report I read about this guy is positive. Can anyone that has been to camp enlighten me a little about his play? I've been hearing his name more often than McKelvin.
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bagpipes. I think I'm genetically programmed. When i hear the pipes I'm ready for battle.
One of the worst instruments of all time! Yep those Scots really put it to the British!
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That's similar to how I feel about 99% of every "horror" flick I see. The only stuff I've seen recently that I thought was well done even a little was some of the Rob Zombie stuff. I feel like he's at least trying, whereas most of the rest of the crap they put out just relies on cheap thrills and things popping out at you.
I recently rented 30 days of night, and was pleasantly surprised but I agree where are the Halloweens of yesteryear.
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I don't think it's an issue of them losing their edge, I think they were never really that good to begin with. For years that team has been making its name playing against PAC-10 defenders who will all be selling insurance the second they graduate. They've been a wildly over-rated program that never plays anybody, manned by a bunch of wildly over-rated players who never beat anybody.
Put them in the SEC and nobody would have ever even heard of half those guys because they'd have been playing on a 7-5 team.
Spoken like a true Pennsyltuckian... The quality of play out West is damn high, and to compare it to the SEC this past year is a joke... If Dixon wouldn't have gone down this year, U of O would have been national champs.
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PM me, and if you are gonna complain that the offer is not good enough, or if you are not a circuit city fan, then please refrain in this thread, if you want to complain about circuit city, start another thread and i will be more than happy to address your issues at that time and place. thanks.
Did you get my pm? I am interested in a new surround sound receiver for my entertainment center.
Thanks alot.
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Sounds like a creative way to say someone sh-- on your tongue.
Oh, I just read that! Brilliant
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What a idiot. The grass cost him several hundred thousand dollars if not more.
I smoked multiple times, everyday for the last four years. It never interfered with my job, or ability to get one (no testing). If it did I would have quit, no doubt about it. During that time I just felt like it was better to be stoned then think/confront adult problems. I still hold the opinion that marijuana is less dangerous then drinking, but if it becomes a way of life it has a lot of negative consequences, especially toward motivation. After all that smoking I quit, with no "withdrawal feelings" about a month ago. It's not a hard drug to get off of. The fact that he kept smoking this close to the draft, AFTER his possession charge at UNC, with so much to lose.... I just wouldn't consider drafting him. Not in the 7th round, not in the 15th round if this was the 60's.
He clearly doesn't have his head on straight to risk so much over something so insignificant.
I agree 100%. Whenever a job or life circumstances call for it, weed is the last thing I would do, however, I find it funny that people want to drop his football credentials because he got caught with weed. Who do these people hang with, are you really that out of touch with society? It is time the law catches up with the people.
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So because he's going to do one thing that benefits the individual we should ignore pretty much ever other liberty reducing thing liberals (and the so called conservatives) do? Nothing like picking a fleck of corn outta a field full of dung and pretending you've got nourishment.
Yeah, viva Barney Frank.
And just because nearly all "possession" prosecutions occur at the state level doesn't mean they don't exist at the federal level. They do. It's called the Federal Controlled Substances Act.
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I know they exist at the federal level, but I would be pissed as a citizen if the federal government would prosecute such a crime for possession of marijuana for personal use. What danger does this individual bring to society? Now, if he is endangering others, than he should be charged with those crimes, based on those merits. This war on drugs has helped create this whole drug abuse as a disease conundrum, and the conservatives have a lot to blame for that.
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Federal Law trumps all.
Sincerely,
Hippie Lettuce Lovers in states with a clue
Misdemeanor marijuana charge, I highly doubt it falls under the Federal regulation. Although Barney Frank is finally submitting a bill to end this bullcrap with regards to marijuana possession for personal consumption. No need to have pot heads in the legal system. What a waste. Although, Frank is a liberal so I am sure his agenda is not to protect individual rights, right Darin?
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Out of curiosity...
What if he was in California and had a medical marijuana card? How would that play into the equation, since he would be considered legal?
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Some months ago, I posted about my son AJ who was fighting cancer. AJ was 14 when we lost him in January. ajflutie is really his screen name, he loved Flutie, who was, like AJ, a little guy at the time. He was a huge Bills, Sabres and Yankee fan. And a great little athlete. And I love and miss him so. I am writing to simply expose as many people as I can to the world of childhood cancer. It is the number 1 killer disease of children. And I hate it.
I ask you all to look at three things;
1 - a link to a slide show that my niece put together for her college class on childhood cancer;
http://keep3.sjfc.edu/students/amr06221/e-...swish/Swish.htm
2 - a link to my daughters Relay for Life page, where she is raising money to fight cancer;
http://main.acsevents.org/site/TR/RelayFor...;s_tafId=121488
3 - read a speech I was honored to give at the kick off of a charitable foundation in Houston, TX, joining the Houston soccer community together to raise money for TX Childrens Hospital. The two soccer players I mention play for the Houston Dynamo, who won the MLS cup for the second year in a row. Stuart is a 22 year old from Scotland who will be on the US Olympic team this year we hope. This is the speech I gave....
Good morning. My name is AJ’s Dad. That’s how you’re known here, your kids name, and then Mom or Dad. You see the doctors and nurses here, like everywhere, focus on the patient, and they know his or her name. The difference is that here, unfortunately, all the patients are children. After awhile you come to realize that being addressed that way reminds you of who you are and what your job is. Each of the parents I met here knew who they were and what their job was. Each of the parents I met here had their priorities re-thought and their life’s turned upside down from this horrible disease called cancer.
I guess our story is not all that remarkable, although of course we think our AJ was. It is just one story of more than 12,000 stories every year, that’s 33 a day, all about childhood cancer. All remarkable in their own way. Kelsie, Sam, Chase, Brett, Chloe, Coleman, Krista, Christopher, Tyler, I could go on.
Sadly, AJ cannot be here with us today physically, he left us on January 5th, 2008. I know he is here today in so many other ways. He fought a long hard battle against a rare and aggressive cancer, something called Non-Hodgkin’s Burkitt’s Lymphoma. AJ was a normal, strong, healthy 14 year old getting ready to move to back to North Carolina and start high school. He was anxious about it, leaving his buddies, worried that North Carolina football programs would not rank as high as Texas football programs. He started getting sick just before our house hunting trip up there, and when we got back, on Father’s Day 2007, he was admitted to TCH.
Within hours we were told he had cancer. He would have to undergo a lengthy treatment program with chemo and radiation, would have to stop sports, would lose his hair and would be very sick from getting better. It was all unreal, we were just a normal family, we had no idea that this whole world here even existed, no idea of the number of kids on 9, no idea of what lay ahead. But we knew how it would end up, AJ would be better, back to his normal self, maybe have to take a year off from football, but no big deal, he had done that before and come back. And, best of all, the words we heard that day were “if you have to be here this one isn’t bad”. Of course, as it turns out no one wants to be here, and no one wants any of them.
AJ truly was a remarkable young man. He was born during a blizzard in March 1993, and to this day I remember him not crying and breathing right after being born, and the doctor and nurses rushing around in the delivery room. But after he took that first breath, boy did he breath deep the rest of his life. He lived life. He was always smiling. He loved people, music, playing the guitar, animals, movies, good books. He thought. He had fun; he made people laugh, did the right things, did everything at 110%, and was simply just a joy to be around. He was the love of our lives. To unabashedly steal from his sister Katelyn, “AJ, you would say something to make me laugh or cry or think and I would just stare at you thinking how did you even think of that?” To keep stealing his best buddy Pablo said, “AJ’s character was like the sun: brilliant, golden, and able to light up the whole world”. Jimmy V would be proud of the way AJ lived.
Of course he loved sports. He made it all look so easy. The poor kid had to have me coach him in soccer for a few years, and that was his initiation to competition. And he thrived on it. He played for a select soccer team in North Carolina in 2000 when he was like 8 years old, and they won the State Championship and he got a championship gold medal. When we came down here, he started to play for the Classics. He was a play-up that first year, telling me it’s not the size of the dog in the fight it’s the size of the fight in the dog. After a few years of that he went on to basketball and hockey for a couple years, playing on championship teams in both, and scoring the winning goal in sudden death OT in the championship game for his hockey team one year.
From there, we move on to 7th grade and…….finally, after throwing him a million passes in the front yard, football. Like his life, his football career was like a bright shooting star. His school has retired his jersey. He was a fast little wide receiver/cornerback and his first year he had touchdowns in his last four games (that’s like scoring 6 goals in each game to you soccer guys). The next year, during preseason practice, on the first day of wearing cleats he caught his spikes in a drill and tore his ACL. But as a testament to his work ethic, within 6 months of surgery for the torn ACL, he came back to run track and was awarded Track Athlete of the Year. He had re-habbed, trained and fought hard to come back. And I knew that his comeback from cancer would be no less amazing.
But this disease does not fight fair. It does not let you beat it in a race, it does not let you tackle it and smash it to the ground. It cheats and lies. Throughout his battle with cancer AJ fought. He actually looked forward to going in for chemo and getting sick because he knew that’s what he had to do to win, and he was determined he would win. We were here for nearly 2 months straight before we got to leave the first time, and he had every complication you could imagine. But the kid never complained! And, I think if you go around this room and ask his doctors and nurses, they will tell you that every time, no matter what they did to him, how they poked and prodded him, he said thank you. Thank you Jalane, thank you KP, thank you Pat, thank you Dr. Baxter, thank you Dr. Dryer. Today, on behalf of AJ and his family, I have the chance to say thank you to you all, we know that each of you, and everyone here, did everything they could for our Age.
Initially, everything looked great. In July, after only two months of treatment, a scan showed no visible tumor! We only had one more round to go, another 3 weeks. But, again, cancer lied, it was still there. It came back. We tried another chemo, and then another, but nothing seemed to work. AJ knew, I suppose better than we did, what was happening. He knew what his creatin level should be; he knew what his ANC count was. But even then, deep down, we never doubted the outcome. Sure we were scared to death, but this just doesn’t happen to an ordinary family, with two kids, a dog and a cat and a mortgage. But it turns out it does.
In November, we started the last chemo regime, and the doctors told us that the chances were very slim that this would work. I would like to thank Pat, Mital, Jalane of TCH, and Connie Prutting my beloved sister-in-law, please stand up each of you, for helping both AJ and us through that difficult day and time. We then started this surreal stretch of coming and going and radiation and finally, hospice. I will never forget him asking me, “Dad, what’s hospice?” Can you imagine?
We were able to have, what AJ described as, the best Christmas ever. He loved it. Friends arranged for a white Christmas, snow all over the front yard. I can’t even begin to tell you the meaning of the things he had us get for each other. Because he knew. And we did too. We talked about it, and he was at peace. Again, never complaining, saying only “you have to play the hand you’re dealt Dad” and “I think God needs a right hand man”. Us smiling at each other and shaking our heads as I looked into those blue eyes that Pablo described by saying “just glancing at them could make you hear the ocean”. AJ remained brilliant and elegant to the end. Then, early Saturday morning, January 5th, with us at his side, AJ went to be with our God. To paraphrase Samuel Clemens, who also lost a child, “to describe our pain would be to bankrupt all the languages of all the worlds”. We love him and miss him so.
So how do these kids do this? How do they face the day to day fear, the boredom, the pain and the unknown? Well, I have another story to tell you. And it shows how some amazing people devote themselves to helping these amazing kids. First, we have to go back. I am not sure how we met Dr. Pat Thompson frankly, he wasn’t our doctor. But Pat started hanging out with us and became our buddy. He was fighting a losing battle, not against cancer, but against switching AJ from football back to soccer. But we didn’t tell him, he was so sincere and kind. Pat even arranged for a couple soccer players to visit AJ. So that’s when Mr. Craig Wiabel and Mr. Stuart Holden show up one day in AJs room.
These two guys razzed AJ about playing football, about his favorite teams, why isn’t he playing soccer and on and on. And AJ just loved it, giving em both some razzing back. He loved Craig’s story of how he was “retired” in the Xbox FIFA game. He sat wide eyed at Stuart’s story of, well let’s just say an incident. It wasn’t two famous soccer players; it was two good guys befriending someone who needed a lift. Two guys giving their time, energy and love to a kid who they didn’t even know. Now, as it turns out, they saw something in AJ and did come to know him. Craig and Stuart both took the time to call or email AJ whenever they could. And each time, AJ’s smile would brighten. AJ’s spirits would soar. Thank you both for your kindness, caring and compassion. Around that time we, like most of Houston, followed the Dynamo on the run to the cup. And celebrated when they beat New England in the championship game.
So this happened around mid-November. We were home and hoping and praying that the last chemo regime would be working. But we ended up back at TCH a couple weeks or so before Christmas for some palliative (another of those words you learn) radiation. It was the week Stuart Holden came around and showed the kids the MLS Championship Cup. Stuart was wearing a doctor’s jacket. And just beaming. He was so proud. AJ just lite up when he came in with that thing. It was huge and heavy! I think Stuart and AJ both just marveled at the fact that they were actually holding a professional sport championship cup. I always knew AJ would hold one. He held it up high and kissed it.
And then Stuart had to continue on his rounds of making kids feel better. But before he left, he put the cup aside and said, “AJ I want to give you this”. This, this was his championship gold medal that he received on the podium after the 2007 MLS championship game. He placed the medal around AJ’s neck and AJ made me so proud again. He said “Stuart I can’t accept this”. But Stuart would not relent and finally AJ just said “thank you so much”. We then heard how Stuart broke his medal and had to run to his Mom in the stands for a safety pin to fix it so it would look good for all the pictures after the game. So much like something AJ would have to do with his Mom. We laughed and cried. And finally we were left in the room with the championship medal, marveling at it and Stuart both. So now how do you say thank you for something like that? Write a card? Send an email?
Well, AJ would probably not like what I figured out to do, but only because he was humble. But one of AJ’s favorite sayings was “you only get what you give” and so, in true AJ spirit………, Stuart, if you would come up here please……..I would like to present you with AJ’s State Championship Gold Medal for Soccer from the year 2000. Please accept this in AJ’s honor. And when you are hurting out there, think of AJ and all these kids and how hard they fight, and keep fighting. When you are tired out there, think of AJ and all these kids, and never give up. From the bottom of my heart, and on behalf of my wife Christi, my daughter Katelyn and my beloved son AJ, thank you man.
So, that’s a look at AJ, at this place, at the people who work here, and some of the people who give so freely of themselves to brighten these kid’s days. I could not think of any adjectives to put before any of those nouns. Because there are none that adequately describe any of them.
We are all here today to help stop these kinds of stories. Nick’s Team, with your support, will aid in our war against this cheater, against this liar that these kids fight every day. To all the media here today, please, please spread the word. Please, if we end up helping just one child, one family, the world will be a better place.
I would like to thank Jeff, Jodie, Nick and Pat for thinking of us today and giving AJ the honor of having his story told.
Thank you for allowing me to share this with you today, I am AJ’s Dad.
I actually thought of you and your son today, when a little girl came to my door selling cookbooks for Leukemia and Lymphoma. Of course, I had to buy one. Funny, the next thread I read was yours. Stay strong, I know it must be tough.
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I would like to do a full scouting report as normal -- but might just do it in our team's private forum to prevent any sort of spy-gate cheating
Or I might just wait till the game starts simulating to post it. But fear not, the coaches have been burning the midnight oil and we are confident in our gameplan and ability to roll over the PPPers!
Though, since the game is in their stadium, I am advising all our players NOT to drink from their water bottles as VA Bills likes to spike it with ICEd Lemonade. Or so I hear.
Yep, put it on our private forums...
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Insider Report from the IronSac Player Management Group.
A top secret training regiment has been slow to work, however it is reported that both Ed Smalls and Dick Mickamayer (IronSac Clients) have increased their level of play measurably on their off day. The training regimen has been a a colossal disaster up until this point, as both clients were looking to find a new agent. While other members of the Meatball players gained a higher level of play almost instantaneously, the two IronSac players toiled at Noob level. However, scientists at the Sac Center for Increased Performance, makers of the successful soft drink Dropping Loads, made a major breakthrough yesterday , which some insiders state used the mysterious powers of none other than Genny Cream Ale. Although unsubstantiated, the reports are that after Dick and Smalls left the training compound, a familiar stench of Genny Screamers followed.
Hopefully this translates on the field tomorrow when the Meatballs face off against the 2nd place PPP Longnecks.
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Sure it's nice to have 3 good CB's, but I'd rather have 3 good DT's. I'd rather stop the run really well and be adequate in the pass defense than vice-versa. We saw what that did for us last season.
Yeah, that worked great for Minnesota last year, right???
You have to have both areas working well...
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No. He meant fruitation. Definition: A man's irrepressible urge to move to San Francisco or Key West, date other men, and skip to work. Example: "Look here comes Bob and his boyfriend. Looks like the fruitation is complete."
Bravo! Classic...
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Ex-patriot Buffalonians are the only people I've ever known - including myself - who, no matter where they go, still refer to where they were born as "home". The loyalty the city engenders in people is actually kind-of odd when you think about it.
Totally agree. I've been everywhere, and Buffalo is unique in that respect.
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It was alluded to on the NFL channel when they interviewed him.
I am very happy for him.
It is a real shame that we have not had him as our GM since the time he had his run in with Ralph's guy in Detroit (I forgot his name).
That would be the infamous Jeffrey Littman
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With blackouts like this year, the team IS dead. And the issue isn't what happens while Ralph is alive so much; it's what happens after he's gone, the team is sold for $800M, and the new owner can't justify keeping the team in an area that can't support even league-average ticket, parking, and concessions prices, while a place like San Antonio can.
Dude, have you been to San Antonio? There is no way that an owner in that town will be able to support an NFL franchise. Their day was 10 years ago, due to the cost of a franchise. The Bills are in good shape.
Their stadium is inadequate, and they can't generate the luxury box revenue that Buffalo can. This is all posturing by Ralph. It is all New York politics.
By the way, it isn't the end of the world if the Bills leave Buffalo. Maybe this city needs something to reinvent itself.
Jason Peters
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Great post