In my twenties, when the drought was just getting underway, I used to play a drinking game to keep things interesting. Take a shot for every time the Bills get scored on and every time they turn the ball over. Kind of like solidarity with the team. Then, in 2007, I think, against the Patsies, I went half blind.
I'm strongly considering bringing back this drinking game, as a way to punish myself for being a fan. Now, nearly 40, it will be sadder, and the next day will be much, much worse. I'll feel something like Kyle Williams must feel after getting beat up for 60 minutes, surrounded by back-ups and scrubs. Like an honorary member of this hot mess.