J and I are going to the game this Sunday.
It wasn't even remotely on my radar until yesterday. I had only been concerned about when the game would be held. (I couldn't watch the wild card round because I was stuck playing a concert.)
I was relieved when the schedule came out and the Bills weren't in the Saturday night slot, but didn't think anything of the fact that I could not only watch the game, but I might actually even be able to attend.
Pax was the one who put the idea into my head. He asked if I'd like to go with him, and that turned into a flurry of seeing how many tickets were available and affordable.
Some of you may know that we promised the boys that if we read 500 books as a family over the past year that we would take everyone to a Bills game.
We were over that mark before the season even started, and Owen probably read 500 just on his own. But then we looked at the schedule (we could only make the Chiefs game happen with work schedules) and the prices (I used to be able to get tickets for $7 each when the Bills were bad) and had to walk back the promise.
And we really couldn't afford five tickets for Sunday...but we could swing two.
I delivered the news as gently as I could to the boys. Owen had a good sulk in his room. It really is unfair.
In our very slight defense, it could be out to be the worst night ever if we end up staying out in the dark in single digit temperatures only to have the Bills lose. (And, as J pointed out, the Inauguration as the thing we're waking up to on the following day.)
But I think this team is different. I think this year is different. And, crucially, J and I are going to help. We're going to help incite some false starts from all the way up in the 300 section.
Go Bills.
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