And that's the reason I'm a Bills fan. I'm no football scholar; I even somewhat dislike the pro game. But I lived away from here for a while and loved the fact that I could go to a Bills bar somewhere else and have something in common with a complete stranger. And now that I'm back, I love the atmosphere here during a game--whether in my folks' living room, at the stadium, or in a bar somewhere.
As far as sports go, football never will be hockey for me. (And I'm not going to get into an argument here about which fans are better, or more sincere, or more rabid, or whatever. Not the point here.) But the Bills create a sense of community that begins at Tops on a September Saturday morning when you start asking a complete stranger how he plans to cook those steaks in the parking lot and what his group is washing 'em down with, and ends with that last shot of bad whisky in (unfortunately, lately) December, and doesn't really stop in between.
It is good stuff.