FINDING AN NFL TEAM SQUEEZED IN STRANGER’S BACKYARD

How My Annoyed Teenager Transformed into a Buffalo Bills Fan

It took Indiana Jones-like parking, honey-barbecued Buffalo wings, and lots of mustard

Bryce at his first Buffalo Bills’ game (author photo).

Bryce took his suitcase, hefted it up, and plopped it next to the Los Angeles International Airport ticket agent.

“Sorry,” the lady said, “but your suitcase weighs too much.”

“No, freaking way,” Bryce belted out.

“What’d you pack a pile of bricks?” I asked.

Close.

“It’s the textbooks,” Bryce sighed.

Four textbooks.

“Why did you pack so many textbooks?” my wife asked.

“I got to keep up with my studies on this trip that I didn’t even want to go to.”

Bryce, keep up on his studies? Yeah right.

He was right about the second part.

Our younger son Brady and his traveling baseball team fundraised for the past two years to travel to a prestigious youth tournament in Cooperstown, New York — home of the Baseball Hall of Fame.