Vincent Gallo's 1998 film "Buffalo '66'' is among my all-time favorites, although I remain unsure if the Buffalo native's intention was to provide wicked satire or a docudrama taking us inside the minds of Bills fans.
A case for the latter was made in recent days as a Tweet was circulated showing a Bills fan wearing a red No. 49 jersey tossing his very small son back-first into a cake on a folded-up table, in a tribute to the tradition of overserved Bills tailgaters diving from the top of vehicles (including RVs) onto folding tables.
"That wasn't a good look for us,'' Ryan Stang said. "It played into a big misconception that it's the only way Bills fans roll, that we're all crazy all the time. That's only on game days.''
Stang and younger brother Aaron became fans attending games with their father Richard as tykes. "My dad wanted us to share his passion for the Bills,'' Ryan said. "He also wanted to sneak beer into the stadium in our snowmobile suits.''
Stang was connected through mutual friend Chris Reuvers, the motive being my belief the major happening on the NFL schedule released Thursday was overlooked in media breakdowns.
Brees vs. Brady on opening week -- ho-hum.
The engagement that truly matters is this: Buffalo at Las Vegas, Oct. 4. Even if it still had the real Mafia running the town, The Strip might not be able to control what awaits on that first weekend of October, when Bills Mafia hits the desert.
The Las Vegas Review-Journal might want to reprise the New York tabloid headline from years ago cautioning citizens when a serial killer was released: "Run for Your Lives!"