When I was 8 and 9 in '64 and '65 my family would go to Uncle Joe's for Sunday dinner in Bloomfield, NJ. While the rest of the family was doing the gathering around the dinner table Uncle Joe and I would go watch some football on the black and white. We would watch the Bills with that great cold weather defense. Uncle Joe would point out all the great players on those AFL championship teams. I remember the conservative offense with Jack Kemp, then bam, if we needed some instant offense the Bills would bring in the mad bomber. Great 1-2 punch. I was heartbroken when Lamonica went to Oakland. Back on the block I would play bulldog in the snow with my buddies all the while reliving those cold weather Bills games. I moved with my family to Oregon but never lost my love for cold weather football.
My freshman year in college, 1973, I watched MNF with my college buddies while OJ and the Electric Company lit it up further cementing my fandom. I went back to Jersey my senior year. When I saw my Uncle Joe and told him, "You should be proud of me I'm still a Bills fan!" He said, "I was never a Bills fan. I'm a Giant's fan. I was just showing you how good they were."
The Buffalo Bills - they had me in 1964.