Everyone seems to love Buffalo these days, at least from a football perspective (unless you're a weird Jets, Dolphins or Patriots fan). I'm not used to it, most long-time Bills fans aren't. Just about all of my life, the Bills have been ridiculed for either being lousy, losing four straight Super Bowls or just playing in a location that gets a crazy amount of snow. "None of those people ever lived in Buffalo," I'd tell myself. But now that doesn't matter, even people who never set foot in that city are riveted by Josh Allen and the Bills and celebrating the team. Even if I don't get some aspects of the current fan base -- the "Bills mafia" was never a thing back in the '80s and '90s and -- I smile inside when my city, the one I wish I could live in again, is praised. It's all over all the social medias, and it feels good to root for a team so loved, to be in this very odd era of good feeling, after having to explain myself for...
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