Yes, I want Dick Jauron fired.
Yes, I want Trent Edwards to never see an NFL start again.
Yes, I want my fantasy football team to give points for penalty yards like hockey does for penalty minutes - because I'm taking the Bills offensive line with the first pick next year.
Yes, I want Poz back on the field if only to keep from seeing Jon Corto at starting linebacker.
Yes, I want another Sabres game as soon as possible to push this afternoon from my memory.
But more than any of these things - I want those three hours of my life back. Never have I ever felt so helpless, bored and apathetic during a Buffalo sporting event. I want to care so badly - they are my team after all - but I can't. Part of me hates myself for not caring, but a bigger part of me hates the organization that has me running from a team that I am genetically predisposed to love despite everything.
Apparently pathetic losses game after game trump genetics.
Thanks, Trent, Dick, and everybody else over at One Bills Drive - I guess you saved me a lot of heartbreak this season. Because of you, I no longer care enough to get upset.
And that has me more upset than anything.
2 comments:
I want Poz back on the field as long as he won't do himself permanent damage (or re-injure his arm) by being back in so quickly.
I agree so much, Amy. I want him back but not to have that happen again. It's not like a change at middle LB is going to magically transform our season anyway.
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