Poor Bills. Poor, poor Bills. Mocked by fate, rejected by society. Cheered on by people who bring puppets to the stadium. This game was two and a half hours of unadulterated suck, punctuated by Braylon Edwards drops and Trent Edwards interceptions, until the teams rewarded the hardy souls daring (or foolish) enough to sit through that shitshow. Of course, we had to know the 15 sideline shots of Jim Kelly had to be leading up to something, and that something was a WIDE RIGHT! encore.

More troubling than the the guy who shaved sections of his torso for Bills paint? The Steelers fan wearing Bills horns next to him. For shame, displaced yinzer.

Nice signage, Bills fan. Too bad the Brownie fan can point to the big sign that’s called the scoreboard.

What a truly heinously inaccurate likeness of a Bills fan that puppet is. He’s nowhere nearly overweight and unhappy enough.

STOP PLAYING INTO BERMAN’S CLAMMY HANDS, BILLS FANS!