And that’s the end of that.
Gotta be honest here: there really isn’t all that much to say about this game, and there isn’t any way to put a shine on this particular turd. The New England Patriots got stomped by the Buffalo Bills. Smoked. Dominated. Crushed. Pwned. Mutilated. Mollywolloped.
The game was more or less over from the jump and at no point did the Patriots even come close to getting themselves back into it. If this were a little league T-Ball game the mercy rule would have been enacted about six minutes into the second quarter and everyone could have gone home to warm up.