FOXBOROUGH -- There is a certain camaraderie that develops between strangers as they gradually lose the feeling in their extremities. You can see it on the massive ramps as they scale Gillette Stadium, a.k.a. the Razor, strangers high-fiving each other and giving war whoops. You can see it when they throw snow in what seem to be choreographed bursts that even Keith Lockhart could not conduct.
The Patriots are unbeaten at home (9-0) this season. They give credit to the fans. The fans give credit to the fans. They are not egomaniacs. The fans are the Patriots' 12th man, according to Bo Mathews, a fan who paints his face silver, calls himself Mr. Freeze, and may lose an ear, like Van Gogh, if he doesn't start wearing a hat.
Last week, we looked everywhere around Gillette during the nail-biting victory over the Tennessee Titans. From the guy on the chain gang who measures every hard-earned inch to the fan in the last row who feels every degree of the windchill, read what they were saying about the Patriots' success. E6-7