Here's your Bill(s), Bill

 It was just yesterday that the Blob joked about watching Bill Belichick slowly turn into a Jack Nicholson-sicle in Windchill City, aka, Buffalo.

And then, it happened! 

Well, sort of.

Certainly Belichick's countenance was scarcely less frozen than Jack's after that 47-17 butt-kicking Josh Allen and the Bills administered to Belichick's Patriots last night. You don't get much more thorough laminations than going an entire NFL game without having to punt, which the Bills did. Seven touchdowns, one kneeldown, over and out.

Oh, and, an endless array of headline possibilities ...

Freezer Burn-ed.

Iced, Iced, Baby.

Ice Station Zero (Punts).

Osh-Josh My Gosh.

Allen Wrenched.

And so on, and so on.

I suppose this means people will now be hyping the Bills as the team to beat in the AFC, except if we've learned anything about the NFL this year is Jerry Glanville was right when he said it means Not For Long. Past performance guarantees nothing in the league, a reality this season has made clear with every succeeding week.

Team A crushed Team B one week, then gets crushed by Team C the next week. Happened all season -- including to the Patriots, who looked like (Oh, not, not AGAIN) a Super Bowl team while winning seven in a row back in October and November; then didn't when they lose three of their last five games.

Last night especially. The defense that looked so good a couple of months ago was a screen door vs. a summer breeze last night against Allen, who was 21-of-25 for 308 yards and five touchdowns and ran six times for 66 yards on top of it. 

And now?

Well, who knows. Maybe Allen is lights out next weekend, too, or maybe he and Bills will just be out. Ditto the Bengals, who gasped their way past the Raiders for their first payoff win in 31 years, which undoubtedly means they'll roll in the divisional round.

Onward.