Aside from his menacing personality, his outright defianceÂ to authority, his selfish attitude, his unwillingness to accept responsibility, his wildly entertaining sideline tantrums, and his pathological desire to be the center of attention, the Bills mayÂ have just made, dollar for dollar, the best free agentÂ acquisition of the 2009 season.
It's difficult for me to explain the roller coaster of emotions I felt when I left work this evening, only to turn on the radio to hear that Terrell Owens, the NFL's most maligned player, had signed with my Buffalo Bills.Â I thought about how I'd jokingly told my friend last night how T.O. coming to the Bills was actually a plausible move.Â I thought about how much I hate him, and questioned how I could cheer for him in good conscience.Â IÂ pondered what kind of an impact he could have on a quarterback about to enter his pivotal 3rd season, aÂ year that could make or break his career.Â Despite all of this, I couldn'tÂ deny the subtle burning of excitement deep inside my stomach.
While many Bills' fans are likely discussing the litany of reasons why this will likely go wrong, which quite frankly I can't believe I'm not doing myself, they'll all go to bed tonight with the knowledge that at least for the foreseeable future, their small town will be the epicenter of the American Sport's world.Â And perhaps that is what this is all about.Â Just remember that I've never spoken ill of Buffalo's marketing department.Â Nevertheless this unhealthy cravingÂ has been satisfied for the moment, and there's a sense of twisted, ironic pride flowing through the blood of nearly all Western New Yorkers tonight.
One reason I think this can work, and why I've always considered myself as one of the world's best rationalizers (is that a word?), is that if Owens' desperation wasn't illustrated clearly enough by his signing with Buffalo to begin with, his willingness to ink a 1-year deal should speak volumes about the anxiety he must feel.Â I feel like I left home for Best Buy to purchase some blank DVD's, and returned with a 50'' inch plasma TV, a decision that went against all of my better judgment.Â Nevertheless, I can't wait to get home and hook it up, so that I can watch the loudest, most insane movie imaginable.Â Admit it Bills' fans, you're all sitting down with your popcorn, just waiting for the show to start.
In closing, I want to leave those of you that are considering revoking your season tickets, the philosophy of one of my best friends.Â “If you can't root for a player you hate, then don't bother with sports, because it simply isn't possible.”Â To quote Jack Nicholson in The Shining, “Words of wisdom Lloyd, words of wisdom.”
Having said all that…
I couldn't hate this move more!
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Written by Tim Anderson