Is there a word for both Euphoria and Terror? Because that is what I'm feeling right now. On the one hand, I'm absolutely thrilled about the way this season is going and the prospects for the rest of the season. On the other hand, thinking about it makes me nauseous. Watching the ESPN Doc about the Cubs and Bartman made me realize that this unhealthy apprehension is coded into my Bills Fan DNA.
If we roll outta Cincy with a W and capture at least one Win vs Philly or the Giants, I'll be ecstatic. But I don't even know if I'll trust this season until we win 10 games.
Until that point, I will be experiencing extreme Euphorror.