Football signed by Buffalo Jills at St. John Fisher College, Zebb’s in Loehman’s Plaza and The Otter Lodge on Monroe Avenue [From David Kramer’s collection]
In recent days, we’ve learned of a spate of sports cancellations and postponements: NCAA basketball tournaments, the NBA, the NHL, the MSL and MLB spring training.
The only good news is that the XFL also cancelled its regular season. As seen in Waiting for the XFL to be the Ex-XFL, this spring football league is a blight on the sports calendar
Initially — mercifully for its misbegotten fans — Sunday’s game in Seattle was scheduled to be played without spectators. Given the paltry attendance at many XFL games, an empty stadium would be little different. Apparently, the XFL is committed to playing a full season in 2021. Don’t bother.
With live sports on the sidelines, now is the time to relive Talker sports-blasts-from-the past.
SEE PART IV: No sports? Talker has you covered. (Part IV, Conclusion: college and high school baseball, basketball and football; amateur baseball, football and softball)
Bonding over our favorite team, the Buffalo Bills, Bill has been my good friend for decades. Our friendship blossomed in the early 1990’s when — escaping harsh western New York winters — we took four consecutive junkets to balmy climes. Vivid memories of the four year Super Bowl run Always at our side was Bill’s vivacious wife Jill. Before every game, the three of us tailgated in the stadium parking lot.
A while back, however, Bill’s business fortunes faltered and marital discord was one consequence. Bill’s personality changed from affable and extroverted to gloomy and sullen. Bill and Jill tried changing quarterbacks several times but to no avail.Eventually there was a legal separation. During that time, Jill and I grew closer. She complained that Bill was cheap and demanding. We occasionally met at bars in Brighton. Love has found a way! Buffalo Jills coming to the Otter to sign “Jack the Ball” Saturday the 23rd, 6-9pm Occasionally, Jill asked me to tattoo her body. The divorce became messy and emotionally traumatic. I decided it was time to move on from Jill.
Many years ago when living in Rhode Island, I dated a girl, Pat, whose favorite team was the New England Patriots. We bonded over the Patriots. Unlike the Bills who left me four times at the altar, the Pats gave me ring after ring.
Back in Rochester, after moving on from Jill, I chanced upon Pat on a Patriots online fan page. Our love rekindled — though long distance — as we shared pictures of ourselves in Patriot gear. I officially became a fan of the New England Patriots, eagerly anticipating a Super Bowl win in 2019. Why I am rooting for the Patriots and If the Patriots win the Super Bowl, credit Talker
But it was not to be with Pat. I realized my hearty lay elsewhere. At Jeremiah’s Tavern on Monroe Avenue, I re-united with Bill, now a changed man, back to his old upbeat self. Watching the Bills fall short and recalling the most famous “blacked out” game, The Comeback, January 3rd, 1993 We re-bonded over memories of the great 1993 playoff comeback win against the Houston Oilers. I returned to the fold. Returning to the fold: better to have loved and lost I am happy.
1990 – 1993