I am going, to be honest. I was not on the Bills bandwagon at the start of the season. I wasn't even going to watch the NFL for that matter. But then it happened. I am talking about the Bills. As a team, they do what few entities can do for this community. They give us hope. And hope is infectious. Hope vibrates positivity, and positivity creates what we all have experienced within the last few weeks.
People began unifying under the Bills Mafia umbrella. It was us verse everyone else, and we were okay with that. Pridefullnes, which has been lacking, was now abundant. And I bought into it. How could I not? After all, I have been through the highs and the lows. So why not ride the winning wave once again? Party like it's 1990 all over again.

And then it happened. Bills lose, and I go into the seven stages of grief. But this time, I skip right to stage 3: Anger and bargaining. I need to blame someone right? Why not "The Smoking Man" from "The X-Files?" And every good conspiracy theory needs proof so here it is right here.

Okay, it is ridiculous but hey, it makes me feel better to laugh, and I hope it makes you feel better as well.

In all sincerity, it was an awesome ride, and I could not be more proud of this city and or fans. Now it's time to support the other team in Buffalo, the Sabres. As long as we can still chant "LET'S GO BUFFALO" things will be okay. Until next season. Go Bills!

 

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