Bills Mafia rallied around Tyler Bass by donating more than $50,000 to a local cat sheIter after the Buffalo Bills kicker deactivated his social media accounts.
Bass’s online presence disappeared after he missed a potential game-tying field goal in the team’s 27-24 Ioss to the Kansas City Chiefs in the divisional round of the NFL playoffs on Sunday.
Fans on X, formerly Twitter, noticed that Bass’ account, @tbass_xvi, was deactivated after the game. At the time of pubIication on Monday, the page said, “This account doesn’t exist.”
The kicker’s Instagram account with the same username also was deactivated. The page read, “Sorry, this page isn’t available. Both accounts were still down as of Tuesday afternoon.
Bills Mafia, the name of Buffalo’s diehard fanbase, started donating to local nonprofit Ten Lives Club to show support to Bass after he reportedly received online hate. A representative for Ten Lives Club told USA TODAY Sports via Instagram direct message that 646 people have donated for a totaI of $14,760 as of Monday night. By Tuesday morning, the tally was “definitely more than $50,000 and climbing.”
My Parents Didn’t Show up for My School Graduation
A few years ago, I graduated from school, a day I was incredibly proud of. I was excited to share this milestone with my family, especially my parents. However, their absence has haunted me ever since.
At the ceremony, I kept scanning the crowd for my mom and stepdad, convinced they were just running late. As names were called, I glanced around anxiously. Finally, it was my turn. I walked up to the stage, took my diploma, and forced a smile for the camera, still hoping to see them. But they never showed.
After the ceremony, I checked my phone and saw a message from my mom: “Sorry, we couldn’t make it. Something came up with your stepsister. We’ll celebrate later. Congrats!” I was devastated. Iris, my stepsister, had once again taken priority over me.
Justin, my prom date, and his family stepped in, showing me the support I desperately needed. Later, at home, I confronted my parents. My mom told me Iris had thrown a tantrum over a broken nail, and they had taken her to the salon. I couldn’t believe it. I packed my bags and left, staying with Justin’s family, who welcomed me.
Years later, I gave my parents another chance at my college graduation. But again, they didn’t show up. This time, it was because Iris had a pregnancy craving, and they got stuck in traffic while getting her cake. I realized nothing had changed. Justin found me afterward, and his support helped me get through it.
Looking back, I’ve learned that even when people let you down, their actions don’t define your worth. With Justin by my side, I know I can face any challenge.
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