Why Every Train Needs a Caboose

If this train never stops, it definitely needs a caboose to make sure the carnage is at least well documented.. My name is Robyn Mundy and I’ve been a fan of Trainwreck Sports since the days of @UBNakedGuy’s guest appearances several years ago. I miss him almost as much as ‘theblackbear’ from the old Buffalo Bills Message Board.
Like many native Western New Yorkers, I’ve been scarred for decades by Buffalo sports. I was just an impressionable child when the Bills were born in 1959-60. As traumatic as the experience has been, I do use this excuse anytime I have to explain myself to others. You would think they might understand, but most know nothing about our pain and suffering.
Also, having also lived through the birth and death of the Braves and witnessing the Sabres foibles since they came into existence in 1970… I have been there, done that and then some. My friends say it explains a lot about my personality.
Some of you may even be acquainted with my several Internet incarnations over the years. If you’re old enough to remember the official message board of the Buffalo Bills, my username was ‘wyobilzfan’ or ‘wyo’ for short. I was a moderator there for 12 years there and served mostly as the reluctant adult in the room. That might be my best qualification for hanging out here, come to think of it.
Over the last several years I’ve been blessed with the opportunity to serve as Editor-in-Chief for BuffaloFAMbase.com’s ‘BillsMafia’ blog. It’s a terrific blog with incredible fan contributors who donate their time to provide enlightenment for our incredible albeit emotionally exhausted ‘FAMbase’.
You can find their articles here.
So whassup about why I’m on board with Trainwreck Sports?
Let’s get real.

Every train needs a caboose to mitigate the wreckage. We all know the passion Buffalo sports fans have for our ritualistic exercise in self-mutilation. I’ve been both a consumer and producer of babble among those who (at least) think they contribute to the collective in some largely meaningless way.
The team at Trainwreck Sports are my kind of folks. I don’t pretend to be a professional journalist… and feel comfortable blabbering with folks who have a like mindset. Despite our agony (like no other,) the laughter provided by this great group of people is something I’ve found both entertaining and therapeutic.
If ever there was a fan base in need of finding humor to survive, it is our fan base. I look forward to working with The Crew from time to time to bring a voice of reason (or so they tell me) to the train… as we get ready to move through what is likely to be one of the most unusual years in sports history.
The bottom line is I’m choosing to serve as the caboose on this train because Trainwreck Sports desperately needs proper representation for the Granny demo. Old women like me are severely underrepresented here and that’s got to change.
Besides, no one is better at bringing up the rear than this old wyo. So… saddle up bison lovers, it’s time for this train to develop some credibility among the little old lady brigade of BillsMafia.
Oh, and I’m also here so I don’t get fined.
The Caboose