Where do I begin with what that stadium means to me. First off, I have to confess something. I’m not good with letting things go. I like to hang on longer than most. Thinking about the last game is making me realize that. That’s why Sunday isn’t going to be easy.
When I think about some of my first memories at Highmark Stadium, it’s not a specific game, it’s looking out into the crowd. What comes to mind is seeing Richie Incognito jerseys in the stands when I was a rookie. That’s huge for a lineman. Your guy was coming from a smaller school in Temple and going to a place where the fans love their players, even offensive lineman.
That s— stuck with me. It gave me hope. It made me realize I’m at a place where one day, hopefully, I can see my jerseys in the crowd. And hey, it happened. It’s a beautiful thing seeing those 73 jerseys in the crowd. I don’t take any of this s— for granted.
I also won’t forget riding into the facility on game days. I get to drive right through tailgating. I get to feel and see how lit the fans are. You really help set our mentality. It’s one of kicking a–, the way you tailgate, the things you jump through, getting doused in ketchup and mustard. It’s dope as hell.
Bills Mafia, you are really one of one. The love you have for us is really f—– special. When we win, the entire community is happy. When we lose, it’s tough way to start the week. Victory Mondays are really for everyone.
