You are currently browsing the category archive for the ‘Jason Pominville’ category.
(Anne, that title is for you, by the way.)
So I had this whole big spiel I was going to go through about how much a Sabres’ win would mean to this city, but right now, I’m ecstatic.
My emotions have been running on low for the past 24 hours, and to be honest, I didn’t think I could feel much worse after learning about the crash of Flight 3407.
But, wow. Just, wow.
This game was absolutely fantastic!!!
I don’t really have a ton of coherant thoughts for the game, but, rather, just some quips:
– Derek Roy is incredibly attractive when he’s being all feisty and starting trouble with the other players and mouthing off. idk why, but he is.
– Derek also scored his 100th career goal, on the same goal that Drew Stafford notched his 100th career point. Who gets to keep the puck? I think Roy should get it… Goals are cooler than points.
– It’s about time Jason Pominville nets a goal! I really think this is where he’ll turn it around… And that shootout goal he had was mighty fine.
– Nathan Gerbe’s play has been nothing short of foxy since he stepped foot on the ice at HSBC Arena, the Portland game included. I’m so glad he’s in the blue and gold. I can’t tell you how many times tonight I was wowed by his effort, his determination, and his heart. And when he had that knee-on-knee scare in overtime, I think I almost died a bit.
– Craig Rivet is my new hero. I don’t care what Derek says, and I don’t care about the age difference; I love him. He was just way too cute when he and the other guys were jumping around after Pommer’s goal. I just love him.
– Roy had an adorable little fist pump… thing… after his shootout goal.
– I honestly thought Danny Paille scored Spacek’s goal, and I really wish that he had. He did play very well, though, in his first game back, in my opinion at least.
– Did I mention that we beat the San Jose Sharks, arguably the best team in the league?
– Did I also mention that we, who are in 8th place in the East, are 2 points behind the Rangers, who are in 4th place in the East? Oh, and also that we’ve played them twice thus far this season, and we won both of those games?
– Looks like Lindy’s method of working the power play all practice long yesterday payed off, as we went 3-for-6? As in 50%?? Let’s do that more often, okay boys?
– I seem to like to refer to the Sabres as “we.” Like I’m part of the team. Sweet.
– I saw Caroline (of Hockey Night in Buffalo) on TV after Pominville’s game-tying goal!!
– I’m really, really, really happy about this win.
Okay. I’m going to watch Friday Night Lights (don’t judge me), and go to bed, as I’m working alllll day tomorrow, 7 am to 11:30 pm. Woo. Exciting stuff.
Happy Valentine’s Day friends, and same to the Sabres. =]
Okay, so I began writing this entry Friday morning. Some time management, eh? Well, I’ll tell you, though… I was in the middle of writing Friday when Kim called me up and asked if I wanted to go to the mall. DUH. So we went, and then I went to work. Usually I can post at work, but not that night. Whatever. So then I was going to post it yesterday. But, we ended up at the mall, again.
So here I am this afternoon.
Great game last night, right??? Tommy is the equivalent of God in my books right now, and Derek would probably be Jesus. Stafford, Lydman, Gerbe, Miller, and the likes could be apostles, or whatever.
Basically, though, I’m in love. And this week is going to be the best and the worst ever. The Bills are most certainly going to lose today, and tomorrow I’ve got to work, but the first high point comes Tuesday evening with the Derek Roy signing. Wednesday is going to be absolutely brutal, with my last Anatomy lab practical and Nutrition exams for the semester. Yikes. Hopefully the boys will pull off that game against the Devils. Thursday won’t be much better with my actual Anatomy exam. Friday will be awesome though because my dear Jennifer comes home from school in New Mexico (at least I think it’s Friday; she won’t tell Kim or I), and Saturday Karina comes home. I’m working the weekend, which is alright, because Monday the girls and I are going to the Pittsburgh game for my birthday!! Not that you really care, or anything, but I just wanted to share.
So Friday morning I was rummaging around the internet, trying to find something about the Sabres that was obscure enough for me to have fun with.
Do you think I found anything?
No. Not really.
But what I did find, on Facebook, of course, were a bunch of fun pictures. What prompted me to search for pictures, you might (not) ask? Well, I was over at Meet Me At Chef’s, reading Rachel’s post, and saw this wonderful picture of Ryan Miller.
MIND YOU, I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR THIS EXACT PICTURE FOR FOREVER. This was in the First Sunday insert of the TBN a while back. My interest in this picture? RYAN IS IN TIM CONNOLLY’S HOUSE. Yeah, that’s right. He was living with Timmy while his house was being built.
BUT NOTICE TIMMAAAAY’S MARBLE FLOORS. Pretentious, much? Oh, wait… It’s Tim we’re talking about. Of course he’s pretentious. This is the guy that wants to dine with Hugh Hefner and own vineyards. And listen to G-Unit while doing that.
Okay, moving on.
The rest of these beauties were found on Fb or Getty, so I am not responsible for whatever may come from them. =]
Jaro, I love you, but are you trying to get Janice Dickinson to recruit you? I mean, I could totally see you doing a spread for Dolce and Gabbana in the next issue of Elle magazine.
I’m just saying…
And this gem?? Ohhhh man…
But no matter how beautiful your family is, it still doesn’t make this one right:
Okay, well the picture is alright, but it’s the context of the picture, I suppose. So you’re out with Mrs. Teppo, and Dmitri Kalinin, and Maxim Afinogenov. You’re enjoying a few beers. That’s fine. But what’s your entertainment for the night?? JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE. Now I just think that’s adorable.
And while we’re on the topic of gorgeous families and Justin Timberlake…
Haha, Jason’s Dave and Adam’s commercial just came on. The one with Petey and Nathan… Awww, they’re so cute!
Oh man… I think that’s enough excitement. Plus I have to prepare for the
probably terrible hopefully decent Bills game. So… Bye.
Ugh, so my perfect evening was ruined because of some dumb waitress at Chili’s. She took forever to bring us TWO APPETIZERS. Two orders of boneless wings should not take half an hour.
MISS WAITRESS LADY?? I FORGET YOUR NAME, BUT YOU DIDN’T DESERVE YOUR $3 TIP. WE SAW YOU ONCE, AND WHAT’S WORSE, YOU MADE ME MISS WARMUPS. I CAN NEVER FORGIVE YOU FOR THAT.
Okay, now that I’ve got that out of my system…
So I must say, sitting in the front row–in the corner–is very, very exciting, especially when the Sabres win.
Brittany and I weren’t prepared for just how nerve-wracking it can be to see two 200-pound men skating quickly towards you, with only a piece of glass to stop them. It’s actually downright scary.
Quick hits from the game:
– Pommers got hit right in front of us. WHY JASON? Why couldn’t someone flatten Lecavalier right there, or something?
– The delay-of-game call on Miller was COMPLETE bull shit. I was sitting ten feet away from Miller and could clearly see him catch the puck, then proceed to wave his closed glove in the air for the refs to see. I don’t care what anyone says, Miller is on the shit list of the refs, along with Roy and Kaleta. Hell, throw everyone wearing blue and gold up on there, as well.
– Ditto for the “boarding” call.
– The guy behind us called Jaro “Space Station.” That was pretty good.
– Thomas Vanek is a sexy beast. Enough said.
– Nathan Gerbe is extremely impressive. I’ve said it before (I think): It’s one thing to watch him on TV and say, “Yeah, he’s good,” or “Yeah, he’s really fast,” but you have no idea until you’ve seen him play in person. He’s fantastic. I will say this, though: He looked good last night, but this is nothing like what he can play. When I saw him up in Portland, I was completely blown away. And that doesn’t happen much…
– Goose and Mair are also sexy beasts. I love the picture of Paul on the front of TBN’s Sports section today. Hahaa…. Sauce from the Goose. I love it.
– What’s with the no-call when Derek got his lip cut open??
(I love how this is all ADD-ish, and not in order of anything that really happened in the game…)
– Britt’s boyfriend texted us at one point and told us that we weren’t hitting the glass enough. Mostly because she braced herself every time the players skated towards us, and I guess maybe he watched us, and saw her sit all the way back.
– He then texted us and said that the guy sitting next to us looked like a snowman. Our response? “It’s Frosty, duhhhhhh.” He did on TV, though. White hat and a white long sleeve T on a big man? Yep.
(Derek is late calling up Kiss again… He’s so unreliable…)
– Back to Miller’s penalty, I’m really proud of the guys for killing off that two-minute two-man. Kudos.
– Steven Stamkos looks like Luke’s friend Nick, so we proceeded to call him that for the rest of the night.
– There was a guy sitting right behind us that looked like he could be our friend Tom’s twin.
Ohhhh, well I can’t really remember much else. I’m blogging, listening to the radio, and reading the newspaper at the same time right now. Multi-tasking is something I can usually do well, but it’s not really working for me this morning. I have to do it, though, because in about an hour, I have to head out for Canada, as I have an interview for my Nexus pass at 11 am.
This was the best picture I found from the night:
Oh, and Britt and I were in a couple pictures from Getty, as well:
Alright, well I don’t think Derek’s woken up yet. So I’m going to go get ready, and if Derek ever decides to call, I’ll update you on his ridiculousness.
Okay, well, maybe if the Sabres had lost on Friday, it could’ve, but they didn’t, thankfully.
I’m not even going to talk about the depressing game the Sabes played on Saturday, and I don’t even want to think about the stupid Bills game that Kim and I sat out in the rain for. EPIC FAILS ALL AROUND.
And how is it that my favorites from both teams end up with phantom groin injuries??? Just when they’re playing poorly??
I’m too frustrated in my teams, and the fact that I messed up the cookies I was baking yesterday (I put in 5 cups of flour instead of 2.5. Go me.), just repels me from blogging this evening.
So Kim and I are going to go put some comfy, warm, and dry clothes on, eat some spaghetti, and play Guitar Hero World Tour some more. Not that playing from 11 pm last night until 4 in the morning wasn’t enough, or anything.
BUT HAPPY BIRTHDAY JASON POMINVILLE!!!!! WE LOVE YOU!!!!
We’ll return tomorrow morning to our regularly-scheduled Sabres-fanatical blogging.
And believe me… It’ll be worth it.
Here’s the part where I complain about my personal life for a moment:
Okay, so we all know that I don’t have the most glamorous job around–I change the diapers of the elderly, bathe them, and put them in bed. Not that spectacular, and pretty smelly, which is why I don’t often go out after work. At least, if I do, I shower first, which means I don’t go out until 1 am, which, in Buffalo, is not late at all, but still…
ANYWAYS, because I had to work last night, and then told a coworker that I’d cover her overnight shift, I couldn’t go shopping this morning. I mean, not that I can really afford to spend my money unnecessarily, or anything… But I love shopping, and Black Friday shopping is like, the most fun ever.
So I’m a little bummed that I didn’t get to go shopping, and now I’m running on four hours of sleep, and about to get ready to head back to work. And my supervisor even had the gall to ask if I’d do another double tonight. NO THANK YOU. I have plans for tomorrow. They’re not that exciting, but it’s stuff that needs to get done. I have to go to the post office and find a box big enough to fit a Sabres jersey and a container of cookies to send to Andy, I have to make the cookies (which Kim has so kindly offered to assist), clean my room, make preparations for Sunday’s Bills/49ers’ game, and, oh yeah, WATCH THE SABRES.
And then there’s always the Sociology tests that I have to take online by the 17th, and the lab practical I have for Anatomy on Wednesday.
BUT BACK TO MY PURPOSE IN LIFE, TALKING ABOUT THE SABRES.
All of these videos about the boys and their Thanksgivings are just adorable.
I love how Patty’s mom lays down the law and gives him a time to be at the ‘rents house by. I also love how Jason got that sheepish smile when talking about Thanksgiving (which I think is extra cute because he still celebrates it even though his American mother and himself have lived in Canada for how long?), and how Jaro talks about his abilities to cook foul, when we all know all he really does is bite the head off, Ozzy Osbourne style. And I especially like his name pronunciation correction during the Sabres show (it’s right after the commercial).
I really think that I adore that man.
In other news, I’m really hoping Tommy is okay. Because the more effect Milan Lucic is having on this team, the less I like him, and the more inclined I am to hurting him. And I really don’t feel like going to jail anytime soon, so Tommy had best be alright. If he wants to sit out tonight, fine, okay. But not tomorrow. We need him tomorrow more than tonight, because, when it comes down to getting into the playoffs down the stretch, we’ll need divisional points more than conference points. Therefore, Montreal on Saturday is more important.
Plus, once Al comes back healthy, who sits? Danny’s supposed to be playing, so I don’t necessarily see him sitting anytime soon, and I don’t see the Sabres sending Mancari down in the near future. Well, at least they wouldn’t have any legit reason for doing so…
OH!! And to the person who found us by searching for this:
I give you your answer. Also someone found this by searching for “Adam Cari Miller.” What, did I all of a sudden marry Ryan Miller, and now we have a son named Adam? And no, for another person’s inquiring mind, I do not know the colors of the Sabres’ respective bedrooms, I do not love Maria Genero, I don’t want to ship Derek off to Maine, I’m not friends with Garnet Exelby on Facebook, I’ve never seen Daniel Briere shirtless (nor do I want to), and I’m not going to trash talk Marky Mark’s beautiful girlfriend. If you want to do that, and I suggest and beg that you don’t, go over to those trashy forums. Because I don’t have vendettas against the girls that the guys I love decided to go out with. I’m not a jealous bitch, so you’ve got no business being here if you want that (Can you tell that I can’t stand those forums, no matter how addicting they are??).
Well, kids, I have to go get ready for work. Thankfully, though, the nurse I work with is awesome and likes the Sabres, too, so I never miss a game while I’m there. I’ll post after the game if there’s something good to talk about.
Well, I know I’m not going to say anything about
that catastrophic kick that almost made me commit suicide during the Bills game.
Besides, why should I talk about that when there is a new Sabres injury to discuss? What injury is that, might you ask?
OH, ONLY DEREK ROY’S GROIN PULL.
Or his yeast infection, as my father said. I think that’s pushing the envelope, myself. We say he’s gay, or metro-sexual… Not transsexual. He’s so harsh to my guys…
But anyways, I suggested to my mother that I make him some cookies, and this time I was deadly serious. I have an excuse to be in the area of his townhouse, since two of my good friends works in the office building about 500 feet away from his doorstep, and another friend is working on the construction of an apartment building going up across the street. SO IT’S ENTIRELY PLAUSIBLE THAT I REALLY AM “JUST IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD.” Alas, my mother, since she had seen the infamous picture, reasoned that, because D’s getting chunky, or was chunky, maybe some tofu brownies would be a better idea.
I don’t like tofu, though, so unless Derek misses any games, he’s not getting anything from me.
MJ gave me a good laugh, yesterday, though. When I found out that Derek was hurt, or at least missed practice, I texted her about it, and this was her response:
Oh no not princess d!! They are all falling apart on me!!
Okay, first of all, it rhymes. But she called him Princess D!! I love it!!! MJ, you’re my heroine.
On another note, I found that car dealerships in Western New York are allowing
people like me crazy fan-girls to find the Sabres a little bit more easily, these days…
Take, for example, DeLacy Ford:
And, for Exhibit B, I present, from Autoplace Nissan, via an internet dealer:
(That car that Paul now drives is an Infiniti FX35. Nice cars…)
I found the one of Paul when I was searching for a commercial that Kim saw, in which Paul was doing a Jason Pominville-esque promotion. That was the only thing returned to me. So then I ventured over to DeLacy’s website to find some stuff about Jason, and I found some wonderful pictures….
Oh, and Ryan Miller is going to do the ceremonial lighting of the Christmas tree at Rotary Rink on Sunday at 5 pm. I saw something somewhere (maybe in the paper this morning?) that it’s $100 per ticket… That’s a bit steep, if you ask me, to watch a good looking guy throw a switch. Whatever, though, because I don’t get to see it because I’ll be at work. What a shame…
But that’s about all the Sabres stuff I could dig up for today. Enjoy the snow!!
So let me just say that I have never been more proud of the Sabres then I am at this moment, if I was a mother hen, I’m pretty sure my chest feathers would be all puffed out in pride. The Sabres were absolutely amazing they skated so fast that first period I think I was getting whiplash just from watching them. I could have sworn that the entire Devils team was standing still for 30 of those 60 minutes. Twenty shots and they had to wait until the dying seconds to get a goal in the first period but hey it was still a goal who am I to look a gift horse in the mouth?
And of course tonight was the return of Craig Rivet to the line up, completely ahead of schedule which surprised everyone including me, but once again, gift horse and mouth equals me not looking.
Did anyone else giggle every time the announcers said Johnny Oduya, because I did, it’s just so hard to take him seriously with that last name. Maybe it was just me I have a twisted sense of humor.
I was very disappointed to find out when I got home that the game was on Versus because we all know that the announcers on that channel are a bunch of morons, a bunch of very dumb, very stupid morons who don’t have a clue as to what the hell they’re talking about. However, watching a game on Versus is entertaining if nothing else. Seriously, I only listen to them to see what kind of stupid ass analogies they can come up with during the games. We all know the usual ones such as:
- The cage is actually the net, luckily they only said it a handful of times which is down from the usual hundred.
- The paint is the crease.
- A drive is a shot.
Tonight the morons came up with some spectacularly bad sayings that completely bear repeating.
When Gaustad got into that small scuffle near the beginning of the game they called him “a large human” well no duh.
When Vanek got the call for hooking one of the announcers claimed that it was “fondling with the stick” which can be taken in so many ways most of them nasty.
When Gaustad was screening Weekes they said “try looking through that humanity.”
Buffalo had 20 shots against the Devils in the first period and “It’s been a mastadonic performance” were the words of choice to describe this phenomenon.
“He was gased” when one of the Devils players looked tired.
“He got that one off the drive by” as in Kaleta when he tipped the puck into the net for the goal from 20 feet out.
“He almost got that one in the grill” when they were describing why most guys don’t like to be positioned in front of the net.
And they kept talking about yardage, uh, hello, we’re not playing football here.
Those are about all that I caught, but seriously where do they get these guys? I’m sure if you handed Cari and I a microphone we could do a much better job. Hell, I’m sure a trained monkey could do a better job, maybe even an untrained monkey.
Timmy Connolly was skating to the net without a helmet on and I thought “this is it the next thing I’m going to see is him being taken off the ice on a stretcher because all the bones in his body are now broken.”
We took 6 penalties in a row, are you kidding me? But then again we managed to kill all of them off, yay for special teams, you all deserve big cookies.
Plus how cool was it that Miller got two consecutive shutouts the first of his career and the first time that has happened in Buffalo since Marty had 3 in a row in the 02-03 season.
Goals tonight went to Pominville (which now has another resident) who got his 4th and Patty K. who got his 1st.
My Three Stars:
3. Pominville for obvious reasons.
2. Kaleta because not only can the guy draw penalties but he can score as well, on the drive by of course.
1. And tah-dah, Miller as my first star because the man is just a beast and let’s face it without him we’d probably be behind the Islanders in the standings.
We’ll that’s about it, next time you hear from me will probably be when I’m in Boston but if not talk to you all on the flip side.
Oh and did anyone happen to see the cute little happy dance that Lalime did while congratulating Miller out on the ice after the win? Adorable, enough said.
Length of Game: 60 minutes
Goals Scored Against The Devils: 2
Goals Scored Against The Sabres: 0
Watching Patrick Lalime Dance Like A Little Girl: Priceless
And really, if you haven’t read MJ’s post yet like I told you do, do it now. You won’t regret it.