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Maybe it’s because it’s the Buffalo Bills. Perhaps it depends on which corner of the internet you inhabit, or the fact that X has completely disrupted the concept of a chronological timeline. But for whatever reason, there was a noticeable lack of buzz around the premiere of Hard Knocks this week.

It seemed to come and go without the typical conversation in the digital town square, without the instant reactions, without the feeling that this was something worth gathering around.

Part of that is timing. Part of it is over-saturation. We’ve reached a point where nearly every NFL team has its own YouTube channel, pumping out behind-the-scenes content that often offers more access and personality than what HBO or NFL Films are allowed to show.

What used to be a singular viewing experience has been split into a hundred different directions. And when Hard Knocks went from one preseason edition to offseason, in-season, and training camp installments, it started to lose the very thing that made it special in the first place. It used to be a rare glimpse into football’s inner world. Now it’s just another option on the content buffet.

You also had the ESPN-NFL megadeal breaking that same day, which pulled a good chunk of sports media oxygen out of the room. But even if that news hadn’t dropped, airing on a random Tuesday in early August is a tough sell. Ask around and you’ll find most people didn’t even realize the show premiered. Not because they weren’t interested, but because no one was telling them to stop what they’re doing and watch Hard Knocks.

Which brings up the real question: has Hard Knocks simply lost its appeal?

There was a time when the series was appointment viewing, when a single scene could instantly go viral and dominate the next morning’s conversation. Hard Knocks gave fans access they couldn’t get anywhere else. But as behind-the-scenes access has become more democratized, that feeling of exclusivity has faded. We’re no longer getting a rare peek behind the curtain. Instead, we’re flooded with footage from every angle, every day.

Back when Rex Ryan was telling his team he wanted a “goddamn snack,” it felt like we were seeing something authentic and unscripted. That moment probably marked the peak of the show’s cultural relevance. There are still plenty of well-produced sequences, emotional arcs, and personality-driven beats in every season, but it’s getting harder to find something that feels fresh. Players are more aware than ever of how they’re being portrayed, and many have already opened up their personal lives through social media, branded content, and personal documentaries.

The mystique is gone, and Hard Knocks is still trying to figure out how to exist in a world where everyone already has a backstage pass.

Buffalo Bills

To its credit, the Bills’ version of Hard Knocks at least tried something different. Rather than opening with the usual position group meeting or a motivational team speech, the premiere starts at home with the players. You’re inside their lives before you ever see a practice field, getting a sense of who these guys are before the football even begins. That choice immediately gives the season a different feel.

Buffalo still holds training camp at St. John Fisher University in Rochester, one of only five teams that do so. That means dorms, shared showers, the whole thing. It’s the kind of setting that strips a little bit of the NFL gloss off the experience and forces players to interact with each other like it’s high school all over again. And from that setup, we get those small, oddly intimate moments that only exist because the camera was rolling: Taron Johnson packing his own toilet paper like it’s a survival mission, or K.J. Hamler traveling with a pregnancy pillow for better sleep.

These aren’t life-altering character revelations, but they’re human moments. They tell you something. They create texture. And in an environment where so much NFL storytelling is either polished to hell or trying too hard to go viral, that kind of subtlety matters.

We already know why the Bills are compelling. We don’t need Hard Knocks to sell us on their relevance. But we’re still figuring out who the Buffalo Bills are, and this show can help answer that question. Who’s Josh Allen, really? What kind of energy does Dion Dawkins bring into a locker room? How does Sean McDermott lead, behind closed doors?

The good news is that Hard Knocks doesn’t feel the need to manufacture likability. Josh Allen comes off as likable without any push. They’re not force-feeding you a curated redemption arc or turning him into the face of the NFL’s next content campaign. You’re not being handed the Aaron Rodgers PR starter pack and being told to smile and nod.

They also introduced Joshua Palmer early, and while it’s clear the producers are teeing him up for something larger down the road, the challenge remains the same: why should anyone outside of Buffalo care? That’s where Hard Knocks either connects or loses people. You need more than footage. You need a story that resonates beyond the fan base.

Episode one gave us flashes of that potential. The offensive staff room scenes felt raw, almost quietly compelling because they didn’t feel performative. And then you had the first off-day of camp, when the veterans got a brief escape, and Dion Dawkins took his kids drifting. Not metaphorically. Literally drifting cars. It was absurd and unexpected and not the sort of thing you want your Pro Bowl left tackle doing, but also probably the best footage in the episode. It gave the show some much-needed energy.

There’s also the clear setup for what could become one of the better storylines of the season: Tre’Davious White mentoring rookie first-rounder Maxwell Hairston. You’ve got the veteran fighting to reclaim his form and the newcomer trying to find his place. It’s classic Hard Knocks fodder. If that relationship develops on camera, it might be the thing that brings the season together.

It was a strong introductory episode, a table-setter that gives you reasons to come back next week. But if you’re waiting for that jolt — something emotional, something ridiculous, something unforgettable — it hasn’t happened yet. The juice just isn’t there. At least not yet.

They’re trying to get you to root for Tre’ White, and that part works. He’s interacting with fans at a local ice cream shop. He’s also out there after practice, sprinting up a hill for extra reps like a man who knows how close this window is to closing. He wants it bad. After bouncing between the Rams and Ravens last year while rehabbing an Achilles injury, he knows he’s on borrowed time. And Hard Knocks is smart enough to let that urgency speak for itself.

So yes, the intensity picks up. Yes, the episode finishes stronger than it starts. But there’s still a larger question hanging over all of this, one that Jeff Pearlman put perfectly.

“I love the show,” Pearlman said. “But it’s fiction. It’s not real.”

@jeffpearlmanauthor Before you dive into Hard Knocks and believe everything you see, remember 2019 with the Raiders. Remember Keelan Doss. #keelandoss #raiders #hardknocks #football #writersoftiktok ♬ original sound – Jeff Pearlman

That’s always the trick. The show needs a Keelan Doss, even if the Keelan Doss never delivers. Through one episode, the Bills’ version hasn’t picked its guy yet. But that doesn’t mean it won’t. The arcs are coming.

And despite the competition, the over-saturation, and the lack of viral traction, Hard Knocks still has something to offer. When it’s good, it’s good. When it leans into the real stuff — when it stops trying to be slick and just lets people be people — it can still hit.

The Bills have enough characters to carry this thing. The question is whether Hard Knocks still knows how to shape them into something meaningful, something that resonates with the masses. Because we’re not sure it still has the juice to make it matter.

About Sam Neumann

Since the beginning of 2023, Sam has been a staff writer for Awful Announcing and The Comeback. A 2021 graduate of Temple University, Sam is a Charlotte native, who currently calls Greenville, South Carolina his home. He also has a love/hate relationship with the New York Mets and Jets.