I'm not even sure what I'm about to write here, and I sincerely apologize for any lack of consistency or salient points being made, but right now I'm giddy with excitement and want to spread the good word. I slept in until 8:15 am today, flipped open the laptop and randomly checked to see when Bills individual tickets went on sale (I little bug called the Yachtsman may have planted the idea in my head though). I then miraculously got lucky and saw that it was, in fact, 9 am today. Credit card in hand, I sat patiently at the computer waiting for 9:00 am to strike. When it did, I pounced, and now I have four lower level tickets to the Buffalo Bills home opener against the Kansas City Chiefs on September 16th. Am I excited?
Fuck to the yes I am.
You see, before this weekend there had been some chatter among DGWU Sports as to when we could possibly all make it home for a game this season. Sure, we will most likely attend the yearly debacle that is the Bills - Jets game in the Meadowlands, but this year we all really wanted to make it home for a game. But as always with us drunk lunatics, many a times it only ends up as talk. Not that we don't like to follow through with awesome plans, but when you work as many hours as we do, and have other minor things taking up your time like weddings and babies, not everything we want to do gets accomplished. And Buffalo Bills games are tough.
Making the trek to Buffalo for a football game is never easy. It almost always requires an extra day off on Monday to return to NYC (which is very difficult to take off in my field during the fall), or it involves an absolutely awful drunken/hungover flight that leaves you weeping upon arrival when you realize you still have an hour commute from JFK to get home, only to have to be up in 5 - 6 hours to actually perform at said job. So nine times out of ten, smarter heads prevail and we all decide to get drunk at McFaddens, or a random bar elsewhere, or Yachtsman's former man-cave (RIP). However, this season is different. I am more fired up for Buffalo Bills this season than I have been in a long time. Hell, just last year I wrote this post, talking about how I almost flat out didn't give a shit about the upcoming season. My morale had been crushed by Ralph's paper thin pocketbook and I was readying to just get drunk and watch the games with no level of expectations whatsoever. Yet, Bills fans are a bi-polar bunch, and so with the signing of Mario Williams and numerous important contract extensions that were taken care of, I can't blame Ralph for not spending money this year (although I will still blame him for tons of other shit over the past 12 years, thank you very much). All I can do is sit back, and get fired up for what I'm praying is great season of football. And I get to be there for the first two games of the season. One here in Jersey, and then my first Bills home game in five years. Yup. FIVE LONG YEARS. This year the difficult trip to and from the Ralph is worth it (screw that late Sunday flight, I gots Monday and Tuesday off, bitches).
Am I now VERY excited?
Double fuck to the yes I am.
Friday night we will haul ass to good ole' Western New York, hit the town in honor of the absent Derek Roy, and then mentally prepare for what could be one of the greatest days of sporting ever to happen. So get your Mario Williams jersey ready, get your Fitz beard ready, and most of all get those 30 packs of beer and soul-crushing expectations ready, because DGWU Sports returns to the promise land this September. If only it wasn't so far away....
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