Buffalo Bills fans pay eye-opening prices for beer and food at Highmark Stadium opener

My mission going in from my boss was simple: Go ask questions, talk to the people and document the opening of the new Highmark Stadium.What I experienced was what I suspect it's like to be on a drug-induced trip like those people in San Francisco experience where they're taking dumps in the streets and hunched over in paralysis as the drugs run wild through the bloodstream.Gameday in Buffalo is unlike anything I've ever experienced, and I've been to all the biggest mainstream sports experiences in the U.S.NEWLY RELEASED DATA SHOWS WHICH AMERICAN CITIES HAVE THE MOST PASSIONATE FANBASES IN THE NFLThe locals don't even blink at the sight of guys like this who are about to delete 32 beers.The real members of Bills Mafia have their own looks.
Thousands of looks.They don't even blink at a 400-pounder walking around with his rack hanging out.
This is a place where adults make the pilgrimage to the legendary Pinto Ron and Pizza Pete tailgate spot in the Hammer Lot where Pinto Ron's team of merry pranksters pour shots of liquor into a bowling ball finger hole.Drinking the shot is just one part of the routine.Throwing the ball to the ground and then blowing on a vuvuzela is also included in the bit.
For the ladies, Ron's crew provides cherries that are dangled over their faces.Most of the classy women will not suck the cherry off the stem.
Some, however, go for the full experience.I assume the cherries have been soaked in moonshine.BUFFALO BILLS' LATEST EDITION TO THEIR NEW STADIUM IS PREDICTABLY (AND PAINFULLY) ON BRANDHundreds and hundreds of people drink the shot out of the same hole over the course of a tailgate.Sanitation isn't a thing here.
The liquor kills the germs.Pinto Ron's team also cooks right on the hood of the most famous Pinto in Buffalo.Bacon and dogs were on the menu Thursday.
Yes, I'm told the Pinto runs.LIONS AVOID FRANCHISE-WORST COLLAPSE AS DEFENSE STOPS SAINTS TWO-POINT CONVERSION IN OTMeanwhile, about 20 yards from Ron's holy grail of tailgating...