It’s not like we haven’t been here before. The day after a Buffalo Bills blowout loss in a nationally televised game is something we’ve dealt with many times over the years. How much more frustration can we endure as a FAMbase that ran out of patience at least ten years ago?
For the sake of our collective sanity, I’ll forego the gory details and leave that for those who find comfort in analytics. There’s plenty of articles around outlining a variety of reasons why the Bills lost the game from a statistical perspective.
Instead of doing an ‘autopsy’ on the game itself, let’s take another look at how to survive the expected volatility by a Bills team trying to find its way. Here are some coping mechanisms/points of awareness I’ve found helpful over the years to keep my head from exploding.
- 24 hour rule is helpful for fans as well as players, but with a twist. These days when the Bills or Sabres lose, limiting the amount of media engagement (TV, radio, social media) for the first 24 hours is often helpful. Misery usually begets more misery, maybe that’s why misery loves company? Why subject our minds to endless diatribes and pontificating about something so miserable? I don’t anymore. Like the players, these days I flip that toggle switch with ease and won’t let something out of my control rent that much space in my brain.
- Wrestle control of self-talk. When our thoughts start wandering and that wave of dread washes over us… it’s time to flip the switch, something we call a “thought-stopping” process (yes, I did use that word on purpose). The point is we all have a choice in terms of what we allow ourselves to obsess about, and dwelling on the outcome of a football game isn’t probably the best use of our energy.
- Focus on the best part of being a Bills fan… each other. This thought came to me as I get ready to travel to our WNY homeland next week. It really doesn’t matter a fig if the Bills or Sabres win or lose. Going back home is all about communing with everyone reading this drivel right now. It’s about eating good food and spending time with a community of very special people. As Stephon Gilmore said… my people.
- As crazy as it may seem, decades of losing is the glue that binds us. All that’s left of the FAMbase are the most ardent of fans because after a legacy of losing, we’re all that’s left. I kind of like that, to be honest. It’s humorous watching national media pundits choke on themselves having to recognize this isn’t the ‘same old Bills’. And oh, by the way, this is NOT the same old Bills!
Winning in life happens when one achieves the ability to find joy in odd places. My joy next week will be taking my “pumice-stoned optimism” on the road to Buffalo to get the message out.
— Gimli Gregg (@17yrsandcountin) October 31, 2017
There’s a reason we are called a FAMbase. We are BillsMafia … we have each other’s backs. We also fight like FAMily because we are a passionate group of people. So for those of you reading this in WNY, consider yourselves warned. I’ll be hitting the streets of Buffalo starting on Monday. Just look for the little old lady with the cheesy smile wearing Bills or Sabres gear.
Let’s do this!
Editor’s babble: It’s always awkward babbling or thanking myself for the contributions to our blog. Furthermore, I detest the term “followers” because it seems rather cultish… so let’s just clarify you can find me on Twitter @RobynMundyWYO. Disclaimer: I’m also aware all the garbage I just wrote is something I also suggested you ignore, at least for 24 hours. See you soon Buffalo!