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Post from the future!In 2096 I went to a bar at 10 a.m. to watch the Raiders and Chiefs play. My buddy and everyone else in the place were wearing Raiders colors while I was in my Chiefs shirt. Larry Johnson ran in a touchdown as the clock expired, and I was the only one hooting and hollering. Despite that being a heated rivalry, no one bothered me.
I'm not interested in attending.
I have a Mark Brunell jersey in my closet … and I ain't even wearing that to the grocery store.I have a couple of nice orange polo shirts --- which I might wear to a bowl game but never at The Swamp --- but this 63-year-old's days of wearing his Heath Shuler jersey are long in the past.
And it may make the next person think twice about it.
And who the fork are these cos-playing assholes dressing up in those garish costumes in camera range? GWAR called, they want their schtick back, and with less NFL-branded fake edginess.
Before I went to work in the hockey business in 2000 I'd go to a couple of Bills games a year and by far the most violent one was when the Raiders were in. Almost like the fans there thought they were at the Coliseum.I remember in 1990 a Steelers fan got beaten pretty bad (kicked in the head, etc.) at a Steelers-Raiders game at the Coliseum. Yup, Raiders fans.