Niagara Gazette — When asked what he thought of his team's execution following a loss in what would wind up being a winless season back in 1976, former Tampa Bay Buccaneers coach John McKay famously responded "I'm in favor of it."
Buffalo Bills fans can relate of late.
Three Sundays ago, as the team from New England that shall not be mentioned's all-world tight end Rob Gronkowski galloped — untouched — into the end zone for a go-ahead score in a game the Bills led at halftime by 14 points, I had a genuine Yosemite Sam moment.
Expletives started spewing out of mouth as if I was speaking in tongues. Swear words. Inaudible grunting noises. Decades of disappointment and loss all manifesting themselves in a child-like tirade.
It doesn't help when you arrive at your sister's house several minutes into the first quarter when the team from New England that shall not be mentioned already has a seven-point lead.
It's a recipe for disaster when you turn to enter the living room and find the boyfriend of your niece's friend — a guy originally from Boston — sitting in front of the television wearing a Wes Welker jersey.
At the breaking point in the game and perhaps my football watching life — just as the big Gronk slammed the football down in the endzone in celebration — I turned to my newfound Boston friend, shook his hand, said 'good game' and walked out the door, surrounded in a cloud of cuss words. The Bills went on to lose in grand fashion, 52-28. Thankfully, I missed a good chunk of the lowlights.
I later apologized to my sister and other family members and, yes, I admit my behavior was unbecoming, both personally and as a fan.
I couldn't help it though. I was done.