There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle-ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man's fears and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination. It is an area we call the 'Twilight Zone'

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Meet Bucc (Buccs4life), a diehard Buccaneers fan, since the beggining of the franchise's start.  He is a loving fan, but doesn't appreciate, quite, what it means to be a loyal fan.  Tonight, Bucc will learn that lesson, from the harsh discipline of..... The Twilight Zone........

Bucc entered the room with his friend Terps.  They were sitting watching the Buccs lose to the Giants in the Wild-Card round.

"Crap," cried Bucc "Tampa sucks, how can you lose to the Giants, it's not like their SB contendors or anything."

Terspfan looked over at him, "It's all right man, we all go through harsh times as a fan, heck look at the Ravens." (Terps frowns)

Bucc responded, "Yeah, but I hate watching my own team do horribly, I think I'll go root for the Pats now."

Terpsfan, "Dude, come on, you can't be a fairweather fan, you have to fight through the tough times as a fan."

Bucc, "Whatever, I'm goin to go walk to the Wawa, want anythin?"

Terpsfan, "Nah, I'm good, I'll see you later."

Bucc began the walk down Alstott Street looking for the Wawa that was usually found after three blocks of walking.... but Bicc realized that he wasn't opn Alstott Street anymore, but Ditka Street.  (Strange) Bucc thought to himself (I don't remember this street)

Then out of the blue, Mike Ditka appeared himself in a fit of rage, "YOU MUST LEARN TO NOT BE A FAIRWAETHER FAN AND ROOT FOR YOUR TEAM FOREVER!!!!!!"

Bucc was afraid, he knew the ghost of Ditka was here to punish him for his horrible fanhood.  The more he walked down the endless street, the more he realized how much it meant to be a true fan.  Eventually he came to his senses, "Mr. Ditka, sir, I promise to be a fan of the Bucc's FOREVER, no matter what".

Instantly he was transported back to his home, however Terps was missing from the usually couch spot he held.

(Strange) thought Bucc, but he figured Terps was out drivin, looking for Juan Dixon in some bar.  So he turned the TV on, to find the picture a little blury..... and that the Bucc's were playing.  (Yes, my team) Bucc thought to himself, but then he noticed the uniforms were different, and he realized that he was watching the Buccs from the year 1976.........

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO", Bucc screamed, for he realized that he would have to endure 26 straight losses (two whole seasons), and even worse, wait until 2002 until he saw a SB victory......................

Bucc know lies in an empty room, staring at his TV screen, feeling the pain of every loss, as if it were a dagger in his skin.  He waits for the Buccs first victory, but little does he know, victories very rarely occur, when your opponent is....... The Twilight Zone.........