I'm not out. I'm hopelessly in. It's just so amazing that this outcome was predicted by the Bills faithful. We have been waiting and hoping to be proven wrong for our pessimistic view. But how can we stop when this team constantly reinforces the point that they are mere wannabees. And even as I type that there is that unwavering hint of hope buried deep in my chest (kinda like last night when I kept doing the math after each Jet score thinking that they have time to turn this game around) that tells me this year will be different.
Ten days is a long time until the next round. If the Bills are like me they will be thinking about their horrible play and can't wait to return to try and purge themselves of the sh*t taste in their mouths and the pain in their guts. They reek with with the stench of humiliation after being taken behind the woodshed in front of a national audience and just sitting their whimpering and taking the beating.
"True Color" Rush. I didn't even drink and I'm hungover from that performance. Going into half at least tied at 10 would have changed the whole complexion of the game. Instead fumbalina and voila, wheels fall of the bus.
Says the Belushi avatar. The kids likely have no idea who the old guy is and just want candy. I gave out candy and the average amount of time the kids were at my door was seconds. 1) Say "Trick or treat" 2) Present bowl of candy 3) kids" Thank you". Wow the irresponsibility.