I once came home from the bar all pissed off after a devastating Bills loss and my girlfriend at the time said, “oh great, now your day is ruined so my day is ruined and there’s not a single player on that team who even knows you exist!”
I broke up with that bitch not long after but I still think of her words every time the Bills piss me off. Cut deep.
My wife knows that for 4 months of the year my Sunday Monday or Thursday moods are strictly dependent on the Bills. She’s accepted the role of misery companion with grace.
Now that she’s been watching every game for the past couple years, she’s become a huge fan and plays the role even better now.