The game hasn’t changed. Only the names of the players have.
For at least the past 15 years — maybe longer — a variety of Toronto interests have been sniffing around the Buffalo Bills, not always quietly, taking part in a rather ghoulish game.
But, damn, if Ralph Wilson hasn’t fooled them all. Year after year, the wagons gets circled waiting for their opportunity, waiting for the old man who owns the Bills to succumb to time. Wilson turned 95 last month.
The clock continues to tick — but the strategizing has rarely stopped. And all the while, Wilson just keeps getting older and richer 88 ...89... 90 ... 91 ... tick-tick-tick 95, with the value of his football team increasing year after year. Defying business interests, logic and time.