oh that willis...
so here's the deal. the buffalo bills finally dumped "dead weight" mcgahee. off to baltimore. and apparently he couldn't wait to shoot his mouth off about the town. but the funny thing is (and sadly only the few that are from or know people in buffalo will know the verity of this...) he couldn't be more wrong.  i mean... well hang on, before we get in to that... this is important:

Last season ended and McGahee left Buffalo, N.Y., immediately. "I couldn't wait to get out of there," the running back says. He rushed home to Miami and left his visiting mother in Buffalo to tie up loose ends.

left his.... hu-wha? he left his mommie in buffalo to clean up his mess? wtF? is he twelve? if that doesn't scream "spoiled brat" then i don't know what does. i mean, aside from anything T.O. does. i think that's a given at this point.

and before we get in to willis' sweet quotes, i think it important to point out this part:

In Buffalo, however, they speak of a player with poor work ethic, who fathered three children out of wedlock in less than two years and publicly suggested the Bills abandon Buffalo and move to Canada.

so yeah, seems willis had this to say:

"I've grown a whole lot," McGahee says. "It doesn't feel like it's been five years since college. Coming from Miami, I was used to partying, going out, just having something to do every night. Restaurants, whatever. Going to Buffalo, it was like hitting a brick wall. Like, 'Damn!' Can't go out, can't do nothing. There's an Applebee's, a TGI Friday's, and they just got a Dave & Busters. They got that, and I'm like, 'What the?' And, you know, the women ...

ths funny thing is... buffalo is (almost) famous for it's restaurants. we have a "taste of ..." food festival second only to chicago's. we have family pizza joints... GOOD pizza on every other corner. not cookie-cutter domino's bullshit. i can't even think of where i've seen a domino's in buffalo. there's the multitude of joints in allentown. there's chippewa. and YOU can't find something to DO?? but nothing i say can compare to Andrew Z. Galarneau's article in the buffalo news:

Are there any more out there like you? Any other young millionaires so drained after their exertions that they lack even the drive to point their limo at Chippewa? Nothing to look forward to after practice but a Chicken Quesadilla Grande at Applebee’s and heading home to seek solace in the waiting arms of Grand Theft Auto. What a bleak vision.

How fortunate for you, and us, that you could not muster the energy to tangle with Buffalo nightlife. To not follow in the cleat-prints of generations of Bills and Sabres before you, and find a place to soak up the adulation of fans.

You preferred the Miami nightlife, you certainly made that clear. Like when you refused to leave Miami a month early in the off-season to join most of your teammates, working out before the season started.

Who could argue with your assertion that Buffalo doesn’t boast Miami-caliber clubs? The chuckle-worthy part is that you were surprised — you being a college graduate and all — then acted like nighttime entertainment meant more to you than your day job.

my favorite part, though... was this:

Sure, I’m biased, because I like the place I live. But I’m not the only one — hard-eyed strangers from The Washington Post, New York Times, and even your new hometown paper, the Baltimore Sun — have been surprised by what a fine time you can have here. The Toronto Star, in a city twice as big as Baltimore and Miami together, described the Chippewa Strip as an area that “really swings at night.”

That’s one reason your inability to find a good restaurant in Buffalo remains inexplicable. It rather reminds me of your inability to find a hole on third-and- two.

oh. burn.

see, a lot like TO... willis talks himself up like he's god's gift to football... and should be treated as such, or placed in a city as such... but he didn't deliver. he was a bust. he sucked. the sun article mentions how U of miami staff says he was so hard working there. and maybe he was. but if he can't perform the same when he's away from home, out of his element, needs to adjust?

then he's shit. plain and simple.

which brings me to the comment about "the women". now, i've been around. and as much as it pains me to say it... buffalo women, on the whole, average out to a little less attractive than a lot of places.

but when you FATHER THREE CHILDREN in the span of two years? i think we're all better off, thanks.

before we go, here's more Galarneau:

From the steak at Prime 490 to the foie gras at Tempo, you can eat like a king in Buffalo. Drink like one, too, from wine bars to sleek martini dens.

If your yardstick of excellence is Dave & Busters, though, I can see where you’d feel let down. How sad you left before the Cheesecake Factory at the Galleria really took off.

But don’t worry; no matter where you go, you can always call Domino’s. I hear they have what many people outside Buffalo would consider pizza. And here’s a tip for making it in your new home: Don’t tell reporters that TGI Friday’s has the best crab cakes in town.

It was interesting to note that the same Sun story quoted one of your Miami coaches saying the best way to make Willis McGahee listen was to get to your mother.

It was heartening to hear you’re so close to your mother. Too bad she never taught you how to act when someone takes a chance on you. The Buffalo Bills organization bet millions of dollars and the hopes of Bills fans that your heart mattered more than your knee.

In the end, what you showed Buffalo was the finger.

No regrets, though. We’re Buffalo. We’ve taken every shot history and fate could deal us. Buffalo has tasted more flavors of nightmare than Tim Horton’s has doughnuts, and you know what? We’re still standing. We’re still cheering for the Buffalo Sabres, and yes, the Buffalo Bills.

You want to take shots at Buffalo? You want to make yourself seem bigger by calling us small?

Nobody expected you, or other athletes, to pretend Buffalo is Paradise, or even Miami. Just to show some common courtesy and a bit of respect for the people who pay your salary, and the town whose hopes you carry.

Thank you, Willis McGahee. At least you’ve cleared the Bills’ team doctors from blame.

All the physical therapy in the world wasn’t going to fix the most important part of you that was broken.

word.