Up early to get some work in before the game. My boss decided this game is actually important, and let me split my shift, so I could catch it! Good on them; GREAT for me!
Goooooo Bills!
Nah, I just have the worst luck, around. Nothing but the football Gods doing what they have done to me for years. The Bills are finally good, and I can't see the game. That's what I'm complaining about: the bad luck.