Yesterday as I stood at my seat far after the game ended, I tried to soak it all in. I tried to remember and give a moment to every section and seat I’ve sat in throughout the place. The people I’ve gone with, the ones who have passed on, the ones I’m not so close with anymore, the ones I still go with. I thought of my childlike wonder when I first walked thru the stadium as a wide eyed 5 year old. The random strangers I’ve hugged and spent a game sitting next to becoming friends. The tailgates, the food, the parties, the got damn bus lot!!! (RIP) It may not of looked like much, especially to the world outside of our community but it didn’t need to look the part to be the one of the best game day experiences in the NFL. It was us, in every way. The new stadium has the bells and whistles, but it will also have 10,000 less of us. Screaming loyal fans replaced with more leg space and corporate suites. A lot of us being priced out after doing our part to ensure a new home for the team we love. So even though they’re just going across the street, in a way this felt like an ending. An ending of the way we knew Bills games, the way we felt a part of it, the way it felt like home, the way it felt like it was for us. I will miss this place and this era of my life so much. Go Bills. Forever, home 🏠