A Sacrifice to the Football Gods

I have just done the unthinkable.

An ancient depiction of an Aztec priest ripping Dick Jauron's heart out

I told my girlfriend that if the Bills do not go 9-7 this year and make the playoffs that I will root for the Cowboys.

Note: I did not say that I would refuse to pin my hopes on the Bills, just that I would also pull for Dallas. And any Buffalo fan knows just how painful that idea is to even think about.

Double Note: I thought about saying I would root for the Dolphins. It was then I realized that even if I were being tortured by Saddam Hussein’s ghost in Hell, there is no way that I could possibly ever be a Miami fan. Even as I write this, that thought is making me nauseous.

So here is what I propose: I think the time has come for all of us to make a sacrifice to the football gods – as I can only imagine Montezuma did for his favorite ullamaliztli team. (If you did not get that reference click here for a history lesson). It is my firm belief that if we can get enough promised sacrifices in writing on this blog then the gods will hear us and have no choice but to lift our misery by leading the Bills to the playoffs.

We’re past relying on skill or good coaching. And forget the Big Guy upstairs he’s clearly a Pat’s fan.

It’s time for drastic measures. It’s time for pagan pigskin.