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Well, the Bills are a small market team performing well of late with a loyal long starved fan base. Why not drive 6 hours and see another team like that with an intro like this:

I had a brush with luck It wasn't close enough To burn this table down But it's learning to stay When love comes your way That's laying your best hand down

Lady luck's still a mystery with her head on my shoulder And I don't know why I still want her to dance I guess that's all history what it is is I'm older And I'm still a fool for your one-way romance Her dice were red rubies, they rolled and they tumbled And I never saw time running out with my roll And in the wasteland of cut glass my dreams were all crumbled And I've paid with whatever I had left for a soul

Now you're a good surveyor, Dixon But I swear you'll make me mad The West will kill us both You gullible Geordie lad You talk of liberty How can America be free A Geordie and a baker's boy In the forests of the Iroquois Now hold your head up, Mason See America lies there The morning tide has raised The capes of Delaware Come up and feel the sun A new morning has begun Another day will make it clear Why your stars should guide us here We are sailing to Philadelphia A world away from the coaly Tyne Sailing to Philadelphia To draw the line A Mason-Dixon Line

Once there was a little girl Used to wonder what she would be Went out into the big wide world Now she's just a memory There used to be a little school here Where I learned to write my name But time has been a little cruel here Time has no shame

We had no way of staying afloat We had to leave on the ferry boat Economic refugees On the run to germany We had the back of maggie's hand Times were tough in geordieland We got wor tools and working gear And humped it all from Newcastle to here

This is obviously very subjective. I'll go with singers who at various times have made me say wow. In alphabetical order Emmylou Harris Whitney Houston Martina McBride (way underrated, watch her God Bless America from the Rose Bowl parade) Ruth Moody Linda Ronstadt There are a lot of honorable mentions. I'll offer one (in hopes that someone will start a male singers thread) Natalie Cole

You walk out on the high wire You're a dancer on thin ice You pay no heed to the danger And less to advice Your footsteps are forbidden But with a knowledge of your sin You throw your love to all the strangers And caution to the wind

If you weren't too familiar with Knopfler you can consider yourself lucky because there is SO MUCH to explore. He plays many different styles and has songs from countless genres. I wouldn't know where to start with examples. His post Dire Straits catalog is better (in my opinion) than his Dire Straits work, which itself is amazing and hopelessly underrated. I don't really know what to recommend. Just explore if you're inclined. You may want to start with an album called Shangri-La. He also did a whole album of duets with EmmyLou Harris which is a lot of fun. You can't miss really. I find if you listen to one of his records several times, the song you liked the least at first becomes the song you like the most. There is a lot to his music that gets missed initially. He's an amazing guitarist that I'd put with anyone and somehow he is an even better songwriter. Most of his songs are about everyday people. Some are about famous people or semi-famous people (Ray Kroc, Sonny Liston, Mason and Dixon). Below is one about Wile E. Coyote (yes) and one of his go-to live songs called Hill Farmer's Blues. The intro to that one is from the soundtrack of Cal. His more famous soundtracks are from The Princess Bride and Local Hero.

Here he plays backup. At 7:13 the look on his face says it all.

Ah, the dying young Well I'm not done You watch me and I'll watch thee I can still work for two men And drink for three And I raise my flask To the clearing skies To you, sweepers You carrion spies To scavenge and survive If you can do it so can I

I know all the people there's nobody new Soon we'll be leaving with the same old crew On the green water the tumbling sea They ain't running like the good old days Time's just slipping down the old slipways In the dock so dear to me Dark is the night I need a guiding light to keep me From foundering on the rocks My only prayer Is just to see you there at the end Of my wandering back in the dock

Well, I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away From out of this darkness and into the day From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain From the anger that lives on the streets with these names 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane I've seen desperation explode into flames And I don't want to see it again From all of these signs saying, "Sorry, but we're closed" All the way Down the Telegraph Road

Oh the iron will and the iron hand In England's green and pleasant land No music for the shameful scene That night they said it had even shocked the queen Well alas we've seen it all before Knights in armour, days of yore The same old fears and the same old crimes We haven't changed since ancient times

Now a year has passed and things have changed Your spirit's returned from whence it came Still the ocean sounds the same And the trees whisper your name And they whisper words you once said to me "We have time, love, life is long" So now I walk this path of memories Reach for your spirit and join you in song Life is long, love, life is long Life is long, love, life is long We have time, love, we have time Life is long, love, life is long

A three-chord symphony crashes into space The moon is hanging upside down I don't know why it is I'm still on the case It's a ravenous town You still refuse to be traced Seem to me such a waste Every victory has a taste that's bittersweet And it's your face I'm a looking for On every street

Lesser known but not less talented. There are three songs. The second one is probably the only one anyone will recognize.

As a fan of the Bills and Padres (odd combo I know), this is a picture I like a lot. Someone tell me it’s a number 19 jersey to make the whole thing perfect.

I had heard of the Jenny’s but only heard them after hearing Ruth solo. They have great voices that go very well together. Check out “Glory Bound”. Both Moody and Heather Massey are great lyricists. I originally found Ruth through her work with Mark Knopfler (unlikely but perfect duo). They each worked on albums of the other and toured together.

Good singer. Here is another:

100% awesome. You can be pretty sure you’re killing it when Clapton plays rhythm and ends up with a bewildered look on his face.

You’re all probably right about him not asking for the number, but I could have sworn I read it. Regardless of that he is 19. Knowing what Gwynn meant to San Diego and to SDSU, my guess is it has something to do with his selection.