With all this new information coming out about perhaps another Toronto game...it's pretty clear that the writing is on the wall for the Bills to be fully outta here in 4 years or sooner. The new CBA, stadium lease, Ralphs eminent passing, etc...
I ask you...is it harder to root for the team now knowing that the Bills have one foot out the door?
The Bills are that chic you've dated since college. Yeah, she was the hot cheerleader back then. She had her good few years. Now she's a chain smoking, coke addict, and now works as a door greeter at Walmart. The smokin hot bod she had for a few years is all but a memory and she traded in her slim sexy black dress and high heels for a snuggie and uggs. You're married to this chic. Committed, and know you deserve better. You've been mistreated and abused, lied to and given false hopes again and again. She takes all your money and gives you blue balls when you actually get excited enough for her (after much beer consumption). She now tells you that yeah, despite putting up with her addictions, and general *****iness and heartbreak, she's saying that YOU'RE the problem and that she's going to leave in a few years, but until then, she's gonna tell you you'll need to deal with her abusing and using you for your money, your time, and your emotions until the time for her to leave has come.
This is how I see it, and yes...I guess I'm going to be that guy that sticks around and gets punched in the face by an abusive wife. Sure, I may reach for the phone to dial 911 every once and awhile, but i'll have a few beers and maybe when the light hits that pirate hookers face just right, it'll remind me of the good times. And while in the back of my mind the wins won't be as sweet because of the emptyness of it, im gonna hold onto my beer and drink to the old days and try to make the best of it.
Is that stupid? Hell yeah. But traditions die hard, and this has been a tradition.
Until then, I'm going to drink my beers on gameday and maybe when I drink enough beers, and squint just right, instead of Edwards I'll see Kelly, instead of Lynch I'll see Thomas, and Evans I'll see Reed.
I ask you...is it harder to root for the team now knowing that the Bills have one foot out the door?
The Bills are that chic you've dated since college. Yeah, she was the hot cheerleader back then. She had her good few years. Now she's a chain smoking, coke addict, and now works as a door greeter at Walmart. The smokin hot bod she had for a few years is all but a memory and she traded in her slim sexy black dress and high heels for a snuggie and uggs. You're married to this chic. Committed, and know you deserve better. You've been mistreated and abused, lied to and given false hopes again and again. She takes all your money and gives you blue balls when you actually get excited enough for her (after much beer consumption). She now tells you that yeah, despite putting up with her addictions, and general *****iness and heartbreak, she's saying that YOU'RE the problem and that she's going to leave in a few years, but until then, she's gonna tell you you'll need to deal with her abusing and using you for your money, your time, and your emotions until the time for her to leave has come.
This is how I see it, and yes...I guess I'm going to be that guy that sticks around and gets punched in the face by an abusive wife. Sure, I may reach for the phone to dial 911 every once and awhile, but i'll have a few beers and maybe when the light hits that pirate hookers face just right, it'll remind me of the good times. And while in the back of my mind the wins won't be as sweet because of the emptyness of it, im gonna hold onto my beer and drink to the old days and try to make the best of it.
Is that stupid? Hell yeah. But traditions die hard, and this has been a tradition.
Until then, I'm going to drink my beers on gameday and maybe when I drink enough beers, and squint just right, instead of Edwards I'll see Kelly, instead of Lynch I'll see Thomas, and Evans I'll see Reed.
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