These days Ralph Wilson should be giving out some sort of sedative when you enter "the Ralph". But since that's not going to happen, the next best thing would be a therapist. Now, in reality I am not a therapist, but I am the next closest thing...I'm a bartender. As such, I would like to offer my many years of "advice experience" to all my tortured BIlls brothers and sisters out there. Unfortunately, I cannot serve you your favorite poison over the internet, so you'll have to take care of that yourselves. Don't worry though, hopefully the Bills will play in New Orleans some time soon, and that situation will change! Until then, my advice? Vent! Let's hear you number one problem right now. As a rule please, keep it to JUST THIS ADMINISTRATION, as we do not have a time machine handy...to my knowledge. Next, list your number one hope for the future.
Ok, to be fair, here's mine. The pat's have a way with gaining high draft picks for their players, why not us? Nothing for Trent, and only a 4th for Lynch? C'mon! Now , my number one hope- Fixing the O-line by any means necessary. There. I feel better already. Go ahead, give it a try. Trust me. I'm a "Doctor" :)