i still love scott norwood

this morning as i got off the subway, i saw a dude wearing a bills jacket. i got really excited and distracted by his fabulous jacket, and consequently got clotheslined/shoved/trampled by a stupid lady. my excitement regarding a fellow bills fan quickly faded as i dusted subway scritchens off of my coat. but i did not give up. i got right back on the horse and continued on with my morning commute.

i feel as though this was a metaphor of every bills season, ever.