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So I was at the watering hole I've been going to this year. There's mostly only Buffalo Bills bars around here, but I found a place that has a good mix of fans. Even so, there's usually only one or two Dolphins fans at this place.
So I'm sitting there in the 4th quarter and there is just one Bears fan in the place, but he's obviously a long-time regular there with a group of Bills, and Steelers fans around him. As the other games wrap up all focus turns to the Dolphins Bears game. Surprisingly most of the Bills fans were not being d*(ks, but the group sitting around the Bears fan started taunting me with jeers and jabs. Hate being in that situation with nobody else around.
Things got worse once Drake fumbled on the one. The taunting was getting bad and they wanted to get a reaction out of me I could tell. I sat there steely eyed and gritty and made not a peep. When we stopped them on 3rd down right at field goal range... not a peep. Steely grit. No eye contact. They miss the field goal and I remain quiet and move to a spot in the room where they have to find where I am. We start a drive... we get into field goal range and stall. They cheer and again feel the taunting. Staring at the screen, I know Sanders is going to win it... I watch the kick. I see it's going to be good. Before it goes thru the uprights, I walk toward the exit. As the Dolphins win the game, all those schmucks could see was the back of my head walking out the door since the exit was next to the TV with the Fins game on. Still ne'er a peep.
So I'm sitting there in the 4th quarter and there is just one Bears fan in the place, but he's obviously a long-time regular there with a group of Bills, and Steelers fans around him. As the other games wrap up all focus turns to the Dolphins Bears game. Surprisingly most of the Bills fans were not being d*(ks, but the group sitting around the Bears fan started taunting me with jeers and jabs. Hate being in that situation with nobody else around.
Things got worse once Drake fumbled on the one. The taunting was getting bad and they wanted to get a reaction out of me I could tell. I sat there steely eyed and gritty and made not a peep. When we stopped them on 3rd down right at field goal range... not a peep. Steely grit. No eye contact. They miss the field goal and I remain quiet and move to a spot in the room where they have to find where I am. We start a drive... we get into field goal range and stall. They cheer and again feel the taunting. Staring at the screen, I know Sanders is going to win it... I watch the kick. I see it's going to be good. Before it goes thru the uprights, I walk toward the exit. As the Dolphins win the game, all those schmucks could see was the back of my head walking out the door since the exit was next to the TV with the Fins game on. Still ne'er a peep.