Life is now about as normal as it can ever be for me…

To start off Saturday’s festivities, I was extremely disappointed because, while Kim and I, along with her beautiful mother Maureen, arrived at the Red Carpet Ceremony admittedly a few minutes late, WE STILL MISSED ALL OF THE GUYS WHO WERE TO PLAY.  That’s absolutely ridiculous, because that means I MISSED DEREK ROY.  IN HIS WHITE SUIT!!!!  I was completely devastated.


So, needless to say, if the Sabres say they’re going to start an event at 5:00 pm, start at 5:00 pm and not earlier.  You don’t tell people to show up for a party at 10 pm and start it at 8.  It just doesn’t make any sense.  And we only got there, like, 5 minutes late.  But whatever.

BUT I’M HAPPY TO ANNOUNCE:
TIM CONNOLLY IS ALIVE!!!!
My love has not left me yet!  Not completely, anyways.  He did look about as miserable as ever, though.  But look at my pictures and notice his terribly receeding hairline.  It’s actually quite comical because he most definitely had a full head of hair before he went to Switzerland and shaved off his curly locks.  And he didn’t even smile; he just had his signature smug, disdained look of boredom on his chipmunk-cheeked face.  Lame.

AND he has a LOOK-A-LIKE!!  Marc-Andre Gragnani has that Tim Connolly look on his face.  Too bad I couldn’t get a picture of it.  They must be roommates.  It’s the only explanation.  Poor kid.

And Tim Kennedy had another awkward interview!!  The first question Kevin asked him was something along the lines of, “Do you realize that you’re the object of envy of every young hockey player in Buffalo?”  Tim didn’t even laugh.  He just looked at Kevin all seriously and said, “Yes, I do.”  Retard.

Everyone let out a big collective “AWWWW” when newbie Patrick Lalime showed up with a date on each arm, two of his adorable little girls, Liliana and Rosemary, both wearing their dad’s jersey.  Seriously, two of the cutest little things I’ve ever seen.  What a sweetie.

And MJ will be happy to know that Adam Mair showed up, sans wedding ring, so there’s no competition with the wifey there.


Despite the set-back of missing half the team, I still saw so many beautiful Sabres, so it was worth it, AND THEN THEY WON!!!

When Vanek took that double minor, I looked at Kim and said, “Goodbye, game,” but of course Derek and Paul would pull it off in great fashion.  Honestly, though, I had no voice after the first period thanks to Craig Rivet’s fighting skills, which automatically trump those of Andrew Peters, and the countless hits by Mr. Patrick (Andrew?) Kaleta.  I say that because when they announced the Hit of the Game (formerly known as the Carubba Collision), the PA guy said Andrew Kaleta.  Hello!  Do you work for the Sabres?  Do you live in Buffalo?  Get it right.  And while I’m on the topic of people in position to talk about the Sabres messing up, when I got home I flipped on Channel 4 to watch their sports report, and Robyn Adams upset me.  She  mispronounced Rivet, and didn’t even mention that we came back from a 2-0 deficit to win the game in a matter of 5 minutes, and not even that Goose tied it up with 5.0 seconds left in regulation.  Idiot.

And I had to laugh because the prospects were all sitting up in the press box, and Kim and I kept looking over after we scored to see their reactions, and saw NOTHING.  No one clapped, even after we tied it up.  They didn’t even appear to be smiling.  Only a few clapped after the game ended, but they all peaced out so quickly afterwards…  Jerks.  Way to support the team.

Whatever though.  While I was upset with the Sabres about the whole ceremony thing, I left a very, very, VERY happy girl.  Now I’m just trying to find someone to go with me to the game on the 10th so I can go to the home opener for probably the 10th season in a row.  I just love hockey so much.  I kind of forgot what it was like over this ridiculously long summer.

Except, this broke my heart.  It’s the remnants of the Mike Ryan Fanclub.  =[

Let’s just hope they keep going like they did yesterday.  Just, stop giving me a heart attack.  Please.  I don’t know if I can take 82 games of that.  Actually, I’m not sure if I can take 96 games like yesterday’s, if you know what I mean.  And I did not just say that for those of you who are superstitious.  =]
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