
I don't know what else to tell you. This one is an over-caffein-ated, double hot chocolate 11 out of 10 on the Tony Romo HEY JIMMM LOOOOK!!! Rom-o-meter (TM) overexcitement index, and there's nothing you or I can do about it.
Buffalo Bills at the Kansas City Chiefs. Next Sunday, Jan. 26, at 6:30 p.m. ET.
What else is there to say? Kick it off already.
Call it the Pre-Super Bowl Su-per Bowl, the Great Gridiron Ap-petizer, or Yet Another Bills-Chiefs Media Hypefest We All Have to Suffer Through, the victor of which gets to suit up on Feb. 9 at the New Orleans Sportsball Space-ship to play the winner of the NFC Championship featuring Philadel-phia and (I still can't quite believe this) Washington.
Kansas City, led by wizard Andy Reid and intergalactic quar-terback Patrick Mahomes, is in its seventh consecutive conference championship-a ridiculous streak eclipsed only by (of course) the peak Tom Brady/Grumpy Lobster Boat Captain Patriots. The Chiefs are here after making relatively short work of the overmatched Houston Texans on Saturday, win-ning 23-14.
Buffalo, meanwhile, qualified after a snowy Sunday night thriller over Baltimore-a game that made you believe the Josh Al-len Bills may be an Imperfect Team of Destiny, the Lamar Jackson Ravens are Formally a Cursed Outfit, or probably a little of both.
This 27-25 contest might have gone a different way had Balti-more tight end Mark Andrews more firmly gripped a game-tying 2-point conversion he dropped in-stead, sending the Ravens off shivering into another desolate winter.
This story is from the January 21, 2025 edition of The Wall Street Journal.
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