"I always make poor calls in the ballgame." - Actual Quote
I started writing this with the mindset that there wasn't anything new left to be said about this season. We all know what's gone horribly wrong in a season that started with so much hope. But a dread has crawled into my head and I'm having trouble shaking it.
The offense has become a total joke. Chan's play calling has rivaled some of the worst in Bills history and, Dear God, is that saying something. Fitz doesn't have the guts to stand up to him, let alone the mindset to have any consistency. C.J.'s too young to demand the carries he deserves. Stevie Johnson waited twelve weeks to vent the frustration we've seen brewing all season long, and even then only slightly. They seemingly have lost the will to win. For the second straight game, the embattled defense held their opponent under 21 points. There was a time not long ago when 21 points seemed easy for Fitz & Co. In those eight quarters, the Bills scored seven points on offense. Seven.
As I watched Chan call throw after throw after throw in a game they trailed by one touchdown, I thought to myself, so, this season is done. The relevancy is gone, right? No more "In The Hunt" graphics. The Bills stink. Chan needs to be fired. A new quarterback search must begin. Maybe a new GM while we're at it. Because there's no way they could string together enough victories together to… to…
He still has a chance to keep his job.
As I was marching up the tunnel to MetLife Stadium on Sunday, marveling at how lucky Jet fans were that the Giants built them a new stadium, an asshole in a green jersey started to rail me and the Barrister about losing the Bills. Lost in a haze of hops and kielbasa, I countered with a hoarse, incoherent version of "Buffalo will never lose the Bills!"
Then karmic displacement came and booted me directly in the ass in the form of this article
Let's not focus on the government coming in and having to help the Bills build a new stadium. That's a foregone conclusion/argument to engage in on some other day. Let's focus on the reality of the situation. The facts are as follows (stipulation that Ralph lives forever):
- We do not have a remotely competitive stadium in the current NFL climate.
- The economy of New York State is depressed.
- The franchise cannot afford to build a stadium because the owner's wealth comes solely from the team.
- The state, county, and even league will have to help renovate the stadium to keep the Bills viable.
All of this adds up to one giant pile of suck the week before the home opener.
People listen to this guy every afternoon on the radio. For reals. His name is 'The Bulldog'. In no way is that ironic.
I wanted to go on a rant about how awful the "established" Buffalo Sports Media is, namely WGR & The Buffalo News. However, while I was digging through the interwebs looking for classic title pics like the one above, I came across a treasure trove of images that were just too awesome to pass up. I feel like I should also explain what my fandom tastes and feels like today, because Aps put it so poetically last time, and I am incapable of original thought. I also hope to dash whatever literary expectations you may have held for this site.
John Vogl, you are not a hockey player. Put down the stick. Also, please check your goat at the door.
Wilson & Smith Choose Their Presenters
This summer, the Buffalo Bills' team owner Ralph Wilson Jr.
and former DE Bruce Smith
will be inducted into the Pro Football Hall of Fame. This past week, both men decided upon their presenters. Ralph Wilson Jr. went with ESPN icon Chris Berman while Bruce Smith went with his defensive coordinator through the Bills' glory years, Ted Cottrell.