Okay so ten years ago I moved from the Thousand Islands in waaaay upstate NY to New Paltz, NY in order to go to college.
this move marks the time in which i severed all relations to the Buffalo Bills.

I went from knowing everything to knowing nothing. I came from the era of Bruce Smith, Thurman Thomas, Jim Kelly, Lofton, Reich, Tasker, Hull, etc... man... those were the days that i thought the world was ending on a byweek. I was left elated, and deflated every sunday and the occasional monday...

then... nothing... i didn't even watch football. i might have even forgotten how the whole thing worked... even if i wanted to watch football, i would have been surrounded by giants and jets fans. my heart wasn't in it.
well now here i am... in buffalo. what a perfect opportunity to regain my interest in football, right? relearn all the players? watch every game and maybe even GO to one? oh what a concept!

only problem is that lauren hates sports. Hates the competativeness of it all. (obviously this doesn't apply to when she plays frogger or scrabble)

so now i have to convince her that it is all in good fun. or i should just give up. she has already said she is more likely to get into hockey than football - but i don't care enough about hockey... so... only time will tell i guess...