Being from Buffalo means getting to eat some of the best wings in the world. It means scraping snow and ice off your car in frigid mornings. And it means making a lifelong vow to the city’s NFL franchise, the Bills—for better or worse, till death do us part.
Wings, booze and heartbreak: What my research says about the hidden costs of sports fandom
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