I was at this game. Truly awful football.
When Tuel threw the pick 6 against the chiefs. he had actually played pretty well up to that point and I thought they had a chance despite everything else. But as he got farther down the field, the place got so quiet.
Last years against the Pats, I actually won tickets from the Bills smack dab in the middle of about 100 patriot* "fans". My girlfriends grandmother had been on her deathbed all weekend and we decided to go to the game just to get her mind off it. Game got ugly, everyone was taunting us including some drunk Canadian dude in jean short that got in my girlfriends face after she said to me "Wow he's really drunk.". We finally decided to move and the Bills started coming back, then lost. So as we were walking to the car, my girlfriends sister called me to tell me her grandmother had passed. I never fault worse after a game in my life.
We went back to the grandparents house in Rochester and I showed up in a Bills garb without a voice as everyone is giving hugs and crying. I just felt so out of place and like a real jerk. Later that night I got a speeding ticket as i just wanted to get home and be done with that day
Not a great day