THE STORY: Buffalo Bills–A Life Changing Tailgate

We know. We live in Buffalo. We've been there, we are there and we know exactly what goes down at a Buffalo Bills tailgate. One guy, who decided to go to his first Buffalo Bills game decided to write a little something for the Huffington Post about the 'life changing event'. I'm sure by now he's thinking what we all already know--that we are the #1 place in America to have a tailgate party.

It was the night before the game so a few people were in the lot. It was obvious that everyone knew each other and that this was a family. Not a biological family but a football family. One guy was the manager of an adult entertainment venue in Buffalo while the other was a professor at a local college. They may be different socioeconomically but these people had become more than friends, they had somehow become related and all because of the Buffalo Bills.

 

A man dressed in a Bills jersey and cap with a beard approached Hail Mary as if he had been expecting us. Logic would dictate that this was the legendary Hammer. This person however introduced himself as "Pinto Ron" or "Ketchup Kenny."  He showed us where to park, informed us that Hammer would be with us shortly and to make ourselves at home. Behind him was an old red Ford Pinto station wagon. Judging from the way it looked I had no confidence in the Pinto making it around Ralph Wilson Stadium, much less outside of Buffalo. For once on this trip I felt like we had someone beat in the transportation department. Pinto Ron or Ketchup Kenny however wasn't trying to circumvent the country to every NFL stadium. That task was up to us and Hail Mary.