I didn't think he deserved to be dumped on further. He was a good kicker for them before that gaffe.

I don't know why Norwood gets crapped on so much. The 47 yarder he missed was his longest attempt that year on grass. I blame Marv Levy more, and I like Levy.

In Buffalo, everything is named after William McKinley, an unremarkable, corrupt president whose only connection to the city is that he was assassinated there. How fitting. The only president with any true connection to the city is Millard Fillmore, who served three years after Zachary Taylor died. He was the last…

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Sure, those are all valid points. But how does Matt feel about the Bills?

"Jim Kelly and Marv Levy have cancer. Ralph Wilson does not, per his antebellum-era deal with Satan."

Given how many legitimate things there are to mock about the city of Buffalo and the Bills it is amazing how many emailers made shit up that did not happen, or completely ignored relevant facts.

The Bills are so bad that their fans are shitty at hating them. That is an accomplishment in and of itself.

I've got a diaper to change, otherwise I'd tell you that it wasn't a joke, clown.

The Orlando Magic could've told you that big baby-signings aren't a good idea.

I'd Stihl hit it.

I dream of a day when white people will know a black civil rights' leader other than King and X.

I have a dream that I will some day talk about hockey with a black guy who works in IT.

#DreamDay: I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the color coordination of their layered Ralph Lauren polos — the one on the inner layer is always the same color of the embroidered accent logo on the outer layer.

I have a dream that the homeless guy on the corner will someday find a new corner, so I don't have to feel guilty about seeing him on the way to Nordstrom while shopping for Sperrys. #theyneverhavemysize

I have a dream that I get backstage at this Kenny Chesney show.

Ebony and Ivory was really only a song about pianos.

I have a dream that Whole Foods won't be so crowded today.